Sunday Afternoon

Rocking gently in my boat on air.

Swaying in rhythm to the chimes,

The tune it plays brings me to the brink of sleep.

Distant traffic is drowned out by dog whimpers and nails on concrete

My boat continues to ebb and flow with the air currents,

Consciousness coming back to me

From somewhere else,

Somewhere up high where birds chirp,

clouds shuffle along,

and time goes by slowly

on this lazy Sunday afternoon.

smileyhappysarah, 3-26-17

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