I woke at 4 this morning
Then again at 3, and thought I must be dreaming Backwards through my sleep. But, the 3 was afternoon, so I had slept on through, until My lazy ears caught on a tune And I was roused anew. She, busy in the scullery, And the 'Wild Mountain Thyme' Accompanying her cookery, Unlocked my sleeping mind. Leaving behind now fading dreams All through me ran those Clear crystal streams, and I was a woken man. Awake to the days of Winter When outside chores can wait, and The smell of tea as she entered With toast & cheese on a plate.
Today, lets enjoy the simple pleasures
Whilst disregarding the morning luminosity when the city wakes, our impulse to be fainéant grows a comfortable silence, filled with slow music at a moderate level whilst slowly turning pages of a book, dismiss time and live in the moment. ~Sunday
Poem influenced by music.
Two of life's simple pleasures
Are waking up To the warm sun Shining from the depths Of your eyes Accompanied by the smile That chases all my nightmares away
Rolling down the hill laughing, tumbling not caring; free as I get coated in grass stains and mud
Giddy selecting sweets from the colourful array to buy with MY money; as much as I can! Careful not to smudge the mascara, applying eye liner and sigh in relief to have not sullied my face saving embarrassment Card trades, the politics of the playground, using trickery and bribery to get the best, feeling like a boss Glancing at my seemingly large stomach in this dress I opt for a salad; as always (bland) but at least I'll be slimmer The door bell rings and there stands the gang ready with bikes and water guns to surrender ourselves to the sunny day Eyeing him with a secure hand in his, falling hard, to notice her gaze at him and subtly securing dominance of his heart. Toys R Us our haven and envious glances at those who could afford the best and most exquisite Bratz sets or card sets The Suns out and the lighting is absolutely perfect for a selfie so with a stretched grin I snap, Photoshop and Instagram The joy oh the joy of reading time, together we sat and took turns, enjoying the sharing of a tale The rare visits to the Apple Store are exciting even to just gaze at the new iPhone 5 and hold it awhile.... *With my phone in hand not a minute goes by that I don't check my Facebook page for notifications
/child me VS teenage me/
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