Sunday Morning Rain

July Rain

Grumbling,
the morning thunder tosses and turns
across the landscape of our lavender sheets.

The white noise
of steady morning rain,
shushing against heavy green leaves,
lulls us into deeper slumber,
even as the wrensong breaks
with the dawn.

The windows are open to the morning rain.
Cool air seeps into our bed
as we curl like children under the patchwork
of our long marriage.

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