Sunday, June 27, 2010

A Sunday Nap

Sneak away quietly as everyone is busy doing their own thing
lay down on the cool sheets of the unmade bed (left that way in anticipation of a nap)
wince at the wood creak from the bed...did anyone hear?
hear the comforting drone of the air conditioner kicking on
enjoy the feel of the moving air from the ceiling fan with the tick..tick..tick noise
Then comes the tinkling of the little dog tags as the rat has heard the bed
A hop up, a scramble in the blankets and a sweet dog sigh as he settles in
(this is the only time he is allowed in my bed as he is NOT my dog)
hear the drone of the NFL channel in the living room
And the pitter patter of little feet as it is realized I am out of sight
The big sigh when the Mouse realizes its Sunday nap time
a quiet retreat
the drone of the lawn mowers
the tweeting of the birds
a sweet fade into oblivion
There is nothing like a Sunday nap


  1. You are sooooo right, and described it so well!!

  2. Ah, yes, and with that- I am going to bed.

    Well said my friend!

  3. You have made me tired now. I think I might have to curl up in a bit, just because...