A day of customary work
to clean a week's worth of mess.
A day to do whatever you
haven't been doing
the laundry, perhaps?
A relaxing day, maybe
in your wildest dreams.
Sit outside, yes, on the patio,
read a book
and breathe that musty air.
Yes, constantly think
of that promise you made
to your mom.
Sunday, July 15, 2007
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