Crumbs on the table,
Where biscuits once were waiting,
To be dipped in tea.
The tea’s sweet and black,
And its warmth flows like comfort,
On a winters day.
As complex as simple is.
Crumbs on the table,
Where biscuits once were waiting,
To be dipped in tea.
The tea’s sweet and black,
And its warmth flows like comfort,
On a winters day.
Another week gone,
The ground’s warm where the sun’s shone.
At last, weekend’s here.
Banana smells waft,
Through the, not so busy, train.
Faint coffee smells too.

Finding new music,
Exploring new and old stuff,
A lot is, just stuff!
Saturday morning,
The sun bright and warm outside,
What a lovely day!
Glad for the weekend,
Happy for some time alone,
Collecting my thoughts.
A hot cup of tea,
Is waiting patiently here,
Ready for each gulp.
You might think its Spring!
The sun’s shining, sky is blue.
Daffodils in bloom.

So good to see this,
Time to get out and enjoy.
It feels nice and warm.
There’s snow on the ground,
Patchy white fields fly by me.
As the train speeds on.
Thank God it’s Friday,
TGIF yes for sure!
It’s been a long week.
I want to relax
On a cruise somewhere warm,
Maybe in my dreams.
Thankful but unsure,
The sun is shining almost warm,
The day’s new and free.
There are things to do,
And people to connect with.
Shopping to be done.
I do feel the need,
But just want to get away.
Somewhere far away.