Sunday morning,

Can't sleep.

After five hours of T.V.

I'm ready

Sheltered from storms and rain,

Clouds just pouring all that they are,

The roof my only savior

I just want to be there

On the water

Standing up on,

That rushing blue beast

Turning side to side

Sliding down the wave

Falling

Ready for the next ride

But that’s just a day dream

I’m still here

Starting at the same four walls

On this rainy Sunday.