A Rainy Day Decision

A dreary day? No not for me A perfect day, for don’t you see It’s raining out, no sun in sight I’m staying in, and that feels right. I’m lazy so I’ll remain inside I am retired, so I can hide In my warm bed ‘till after dawn The smell of coffee cures the yawn. With tablet, and my black ink pen Poems may arrive, like way back when The views were pure, the gems did flow But now I’m spent, I struggle so. The words may come…or they may not And now I’m through, that’s all I got!