It's Not a Tomb
I could spend all day in my room.
I come out to commune.
I'm not in to gloom.
It's my drawing, reading, creative, and elbow room.
I don't come out a tycoon.
I could spend all day in my room.
There is so much I consume
Some times it takes all afternoon.
I'm not in to gloom.
I let my creative juices bloom
Sometimes while listening to a tune.
I could spend all day in my room.
It's not a tomb.
It's where I illume.
I'm not in to gloom
Once I'm done you'll see my presence in the
Living room
Some where around mid-noon.
I could spend all day in my room.
I'm not in to gloom.
Copyright © Bette Bavington | Year Posted 2019
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