Raining On Sunday

It was raining on Sunday
So I stayed under the covers
Not worrying about the wet outside
Or thinking of any others
Sleeping the grey away from my mind
Imagining the blue
Washing my thoughts with invisible cleaner
That's all that I could think of to do

by Phil Soar

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raining on Sunday, I like it, thanks..