If I Have the Time
If I have the time, I'll make the bed.
Though, momentarily I'm stuck
Trying to untuck
Myself from the 100% cotton thread.
Am I glued to the matress
Or just feeling lazy?
Those grey clouds sure do look hazy
Beyond the windows stillness.
And oh how lush do cotton
Sheets feel upon my cheek
As week after week
The softer they've gotten
To be true, it's an excuse
For emotional fray
That has turned me grey.
To be fact, I'm a recluse.
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