Dolce Far Niente
Sun glistens through the curtains
plays with the cracks on the walls
a few floating clouds catch my eye.
I stretch out , almost gracefully like a cat.
As my feet touch cold wooden floorboards I grab a cosy blanket
to wrap myself in,
while tiptoeing to the kitchen to make some tea.
Oh the sweetness of doing nothing
I thought and I smiled and sipped my tea.
Copyright © Sorcha Devine | Year Posted 2023
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