Sanctuary

A can of coke and a good book to read Sitting in the sunshine embracing my greed The sun's beaming rays piercing my skin Microwaving my internal organs from within My sanctuary from daily life is here The worries of the day disappear Feet up and entwined in this non fiction book As if I’m caught on a grappling hook I love my garden believe it or not It’s a sun trap with no blind spot Drinking my coke with ice and lime Enjoying the peace in my spare time Spare time is something we are deprived of Trying to avoid the swing of life’s boxing glove My garden is my part time sanctuary My little house on the prairie