Why should I do it?
Can’t it just wait?
A moment of unbridled peace
while I take a break
I want to pause; I want to ponder
Is it such a crime?
Why does the whole world frown
like I am idling on its dime?
I want to pace my morning; soak in the sunshine
wondering if the chirpy birds ever get to whine
I want to savor my coffee, take in every steamy waft;
listen to music daylong, caressing me like a pillow soft
I want to sit by the window dreamily staring at a random place,
imagining I’m in a movie with the camera on my face
I want to take a lazy stroll, crumbling dry leaves along
with an utterly empty mind; mindless of the right from wrong.
I know this isn’t too much to ask,
but it won’t be long before I’m given another task
I know I have to wake up and toil the very next day
which is why I write this for you, my lovely Sunday!