I can't stop rhyming. It's like lying in the hammock. Or a weekend at the beach. Plus, it's cheap!
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The toilet’s fixed
The grasses cut back
The appointment’s made
The snacks are packed.
The taxes aren’t done—
You can’t have it all—
But the trip’s been booked
& the garbage hauled.
The work’s wrapped up
The car’s been serviced
The stoops are painted
& no one’s nervous.
The time got spent
Finally put up the sign
Put the car in reverse
Put aside the divine.
The garden’s weeded
New bulbs on their way
& detoured hearts
Have had their say.
The weight’s been moved
To a straighter line
I might even be
okay to fine.
Still, I’m dealing with less
It’s a good mile wide
I’m trying my best
To put it aside.
I’m familiar with hope
I wear it quite well
But after the finish?
Only time will quite tell.
Well this is the last time I work on my leave
ReplyDeletePainting the ceiling is making me heave
Just having a break to catch up on the blog
Before tossing the Dell into some smelly bog!
Ha! You're travelling somewhere?
well done, baino. yes i'm traveling somewhere... :)
ReplyDeletecan feel your struggle
ReplyDeletewithin and without
only on a journey
can you expand and grow....
hugs
Make sure to have a great time wherever you are going :-D
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