One of my favorite kind of days.


Contentment On A Rainy Day

Drowsily, the sky paints gray,
Rain keeps falling this long wet day.
A steady pounding on the black street;
It's cold and windy but I escape bleak,
Holed up snugly in my mother's gown
Beneath a comforter of eider down.

A book and hot cocoa keep me company,
As soft lamp light glows beside me.
I hear the cat purr contently at my side,
As a wind gust enlivens leaves that have dried.
Al Green sings softly from the old stereo,
With cracks and scrataches etched years ago.

Thunder rolls distant in the rare winter storm,
And I feel safe and content and at peace and warm.
The room seems like my mother's arms,
And I find sleep beckons with all its charms.
The cloud covered sun says its final goodnight,
And I thank God for the rainy day and all that went right.



Poetry by Phyllis J. Rhodes
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Written on 2006-11-17 at 01:25

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Jessica Rexroat
This is why I love rainy days, you taught me. Here it is in writing, that lesson you gave me.
2006-11-22


keith nunes
this just washed over me and i felt like i was under the blankets too. enough room in there phyl, move over a bit will you, thanks. my feet are cold, warm heart though! how about you
2006-11-17


Saga
God is in the rain and it always wets and soothes!!!
2006-11-17


Kathy Lockhart
I was all wrapped up in this most beautiful, comforting poem. I saw it, felt it, tasted it, smelled, hear it all. I believe this is the perfect poem. It touched me in every way. Can I borrow Mom's gown? Did you make her hot chocolate too? What a wonderful day for you. You deserve more days like this one.
2006-11-17