Thursday, 4 June 2015


It´s time to awaken & get out of bed,

To drag a comb across my old head,

To run for the bus & then go to work,

To face the day & trying not to shirk,

To clean the house & to keep so busy,

To prepare meals & laundry all´s a tizzy,

To get, once again, back up those stairs,

To kneel upon knees & say my prayers,

To bid all goodnight & a yawn do feign,

To sleep, for tomorrow, time to start again.

No comments:

Post a Comment