COUCH-LYING
by joannagilmanhyde
The Hawk Queen Bed 8:30am
Today is a day for the couch
I will not be going
on My Rowing Machine
I will not be taking roses
to My Mother-in-law
I will not be getting
the office mail
and I will not be making
spaghetti
The Hawk Queen Bed 8:30am
Today is a day for the couch
I will not be going
on My Rowing Machine
I will not be taking roses
to My Mother-in-law
I will not be getting
the office mail
and I will not be making
spaghetti
Beautiful poem, it speaks to me! Hehe 😊I love the whimsy in the last line; ‘I will not be making spaghetti’.
Thank you so much for reading my poetry and being so appreciative.