It was hard today,
the week took it out of me,
and now I need rest.
A sabbath for real,
just some shopping to be done,
and not alot more.
A song was written,
but I couldn’t find the tune,
but tried a few on.
There’s more to be done,
I enjoy it, and it’s fun,
when it does happen.
It has rained all day,
and we wonder where Spring is,
and hope for summer.
All songs need dressing,
naked it’s like a poem,
with a tune, dressed well.
Sleep will come easy,
I feel it in my eyes now,
and a heaviness.
