The weatherman tells of rain all week
but as she looks out her window
she sees sunlight among the clouds
she puts on shorts
an 'I Love San Francisco' tee shirt
flip flops
and pulls up a camping chair
puts her head back
and takes a nap in the sunshine
the rain waits until she's finished
basking in the sun
like a lizard on a rock
she hears her father's radio
singing Willie Nelson from the garage
her father's working on his truck
changing oil as he sings softly, like he usually does
she waits there for a moment
smiles, then asks why he didn't invite her
to his oil-changing ceremony
he laughs at her and says she was taking a nap
and you just don't disturb people taking naps
she laughs and says that's true
so she lies down under her car
and asks him for another oil pan
and changes her oil as well
because it's her favorite thing to do some days
and she sings along with the radio
an octave above her father
melodic
so that their voices flow above and below each other
not side by side
creating her favorite song
and when she's finished, she wipes the oil off her fingers
and lays in the grass
staring at the clouds
with eyes full of wonder
and she's
happy.