My lunch is waiting,
In a bag and in a tin,
Soup and bread for me.
The snow came today,
Laid some white stuff on the ground,
Then it turned to rain.
The shops were empty,
Well, not quite, a few where there,
Getting in my way.
The cherry blossom,
Waits coldly with winter chills,
For the spring to come.
The car speeding by,
Say swish, swosh, shosh, and good bye,
They don’t care to stop.
Vacuum drones away,
Sucking it in, keeping trim,
Though it eats a lot.
My room is so small,
It is busy wall to wall,
With just room to sit.
