Motivation

The rain slipped down the window
Like snakes across clear sand.
My mind began to wander
And my imagination ran.
The looming thunderheads sang songs
And the lightening did a dance.
I watched the stormy theater show
And fell into the usual trance.
Chores were suddenly futile,
And writing was a bore.
I began to wonder
What work was even for.
Sleeping sounded wonderful–
A nap would be a treat.
I heaved a heavy sigh
And admited my defeat.
The rain came like it always does
On lonely summer days
And stole my motivation
Like it stole the sunlit rays.

Copyright Sarah Davidson 2021

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