I searched and found a book to read once upon a rainy Saturday
When I didn’t need to venture out but could peacefully listen to the rain.
There’s something sweet and refreshing when just quietly resting
While listening to the pelting stream; it’s staccato rhythm almost caressing.
So I rested upon my soft bed feeling warm, content and snug
And I opened up a book; one that I have read just once.
As with hidden anticipation I read page by page,
I became enveloped and was transported to another place.
And lo, I also entered another era of time; sometimes the past or the future.
I then see another world which only my mind can view and capture.
And soon along the story line I find my ever persevering hero
And closely follow him through his trials and many troubles.
Oh how I do root my hero and become ever so worried
As problems abound and to succeed he must indeed hurry.
He must find his courage and discover his inner confidence
Before it is too late as timeliness is of utmost essence.
As I eagerly read along, I also quietly stop and pause;
I contemplate and wonder while hearing the drumming rain outside.
Then I close my ever sleepy eyes and take a nap for just a bit.
But soon opening my eyes again I find the page where I had left.
So page by page I read the story to the end
And relish in the final victory my brave hero has won.
Twas such a pleasant and ever delightful way
To spend once upon a rainy Saturday.