A RAINY DAY ...

A RAINY DAY ... 

To All My Dear Friends, Especially Those With M.E. And Other Severely Life-Restricting Chronic Illnesses

Rivulets of rain ...

Trickling down my window-pane ...

Tickling my brain ...

“Come out, it’s a cool, fresh day”.

But I’m quilt-cwtched and cosy ...

Somnolent and dozy ...

Face warm and rosy ...

“No, I must stay here today" ...

My room is my cocoon ...

My Audible a boon ...

“Come out?? No time soon!

I’m here, and here I stay!”

Ffion