by Del Lobo

Created on: May 17, 2010

Leisure is a Right

Setting myself down in a comfy chair

Knowing that the day's work is done

I pick up a fiction novel and read

My mind wanders and my eyes are tired

I wonder what else is left to do

Whether laziness is settling

My tired bones protest

'You've done enough for one day'

I listen but do not hear

'What about the birds' they seem to say

Birds work hard for their food and place

Then, they relax, sing, soar and sleep

Such freedom, such peace

I stop and listen to the stillness

The day's work is done

My bones are deserving

I give in wholly and totally

Leisure is indeed my right

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