Monday Morning Dreaming

Outside my winter window
the snow clouds touch the breeze.
With a sound you barely fathom.
You can hear it if you please.

Shutters shake and rattle as the
wind stirs through the leaves
My flannel reds and feather bed
rest my head with ease.

In a minute I'll get up well maybe
nine or ten.I wonder why the covers
feel suddenly so thin. Could be a storm
or bee's that swarm stirring up the wind?

Pull those blankets way up tight
I'm thinking with a grin.This day's
just right to stay abed and keep my
sweetheart in.

Whats that noise? It sounds like tin.
Thats my good ear it's clanging in.
Turn it off unplug it to and stuff it in
a drawer.

I my go to work today if I can find
the door. My flannel reds and feather
bed to monday morning dream again.

When I wake up I'll take a nap and then
I will turn in.With my sweetheart hugged
up close we'll do this day up right.
Monday morning dreaming right on through
the night.