Photo by Neda Astani on Unsplash
I wake up to clouds on the horizon.
Must I rise now? Maybe another minute beneath the covers.
Sun, where are you?
The clouds are a blanket across the sky.
Minutes pass. Tick, tick, tick.
I see you sun trying to peek through the clouds but you retreat quickly.
More minutes pass. Tick, tick, tick.
I see blue from the sky appearing. Could it be?
The room grows brighter.
Sun, please come out now.
I see you sun trying to peek through the clouds again. Please, don’t hide a second time.
More minutes pass. Tick, tick, tick.
I stop in my tracks. You’re here.
It’s going to be a sunny day after all.
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Mad For Fabric
Sewist and fabric obsessed. Sharing my creative journey one story at a time. Blogging about my creations at www.madforfabric.com
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