Friday, August 29, 2014

Priorities (Poem)

Just a bit of fun this time around!


What is this "no time to read" you speak of?
My problem is different:
no time for anything else.
Dishes pile up in the sink,
in the hamper the dirty laundry expands and expands,
my carpet is growing fur.
But I have no time for these--
there are books to be read:
books and books,
e-books and tree books,
and more where those came from.
No time to read?
A fascinating concept.
You must tell me more when I have a moment--
but first,
let me finish this chapter.

1 comment:

  1. Reflections of everyday life. I find I can do chores or things I like; reading or typing or playing my trumpet.