The perfect day of the
Week for relaxing and
Kicking back and just
Doing what you want
To do, or nothing at
All, is Sunday.
Yardwork, or anything
That begins with work
Is off limits.
Doing nothing is top
Priority. Have some
Fun.
Tag: ideal
Lost Poet
The poet is lost, he wanders
All over town, even going
Out to the countryside. He
Is sure he has left something
Somewhere but forgot
Where. What the poet is
Looking for is the perfect
Word to finish his poem.
Soulmate
You take me away to bliss
You drive me wild you
Turn my heart to mush
With just one touch. You’re
My love, my joy, my
Soulmate who I love with
All my heart.
Wordman of Alcatraz 