A creature of grab it, every moment a gem
Perhaps not productive, it’s just me and them
Cloud covered mountain declares morning a truce
Leaving me off the hook on a day with no juice
So I sleep for 12 hours or perhaps it was ten
Skip today’s shower for there’s books to begin
And books to be finished, a few letters to friends
Some chores to back burner and some word games to spin
Some lists to ignore of the past week’s to-do’s
Some friends will be calling with laughs and boo hoos
I’ve got faucets to fix and roofers to call
And squirrels to hate as they chew up my wall
Lovers to ponder and chat up and text
And gigs I must plan for, learn a song by T. Rex
There’s that poem I started and there’s lyrics to print
I’ll start walking this morning cause I know I won’t sprint
And if only I’ll get all these thoughts from my head
I could shut off the sunrise and fall asleep in my bed.
~ a scribble I scrawled while lying in bed in the mountains this summer. Took me awhile to post it...hahaha. Sometimes living for now can be giving yourself some time to relax.
