Listen to the poem
A Lazy Day
It’s just one of those days, where not much gets done.
Just messing about, just dozy, not glum.
I work through my list, of small easy chores
But it’s that big looming project,
that I ignore.
I await inspiration. Or is that an excuse?
My synapses fused.
So tea within reach, and a biscuit or two.
I surrender to languor. It’s the smart thing to do.
3rd February 2014 – Amsterdam © Lysanne Sizoo