its days like these
my heart hurts
when the stacks of bills
and the dishes
and the floors
and everything
clamors for my attention
and all i can think about
is being carefree
feeling pretty
strumming a guitar
a trove of opportunities
at my fingertips
i swallow the lump in my throat
and realize this is my life now
this is what i want
as much as i miss my life before
on days like these
This was lovely and just what I was feeling today! I just want time to relax!!! I'd love a hammock, a notebook, and a pitcher of lemondae! Yes, the life of the luxurious!
ReplyDeleteExactly! It seems that my poetry lately turns into whatever Baby is watching on the tele.
ReplyDeleteHas a high pitched voice...
A monkey is her best friend...
Dora the Explorer...
I can so relate! Fabulous poem.
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