Just love those
Sunday afternoons.
A time with nothing to do,
no place to go,
no people to see.
Time for delicious laziness
and carefree leisure.
I search on Youtube,
our collective memory vault,
fishing for songs from the 70s.
Music of the Eagles,
Carol King and Bread.
Turn up the volume,
let the music flow.
Easy listening on Sunday afternoon
is a family tradition.
dating back to childhood.
A sacred weekend ritual
of lying on the window sill,
listening to Father’s LPs,
while I savored the scent
of Mom’s home cooking.
All the while soaking in the sun.
Content like a cat.