Fresh new sun when knocked at door
Another day appeared with list of chores
Here starts the race of time
Everyday life's random rhyme
Clock is ticking like bugle sound
I ignore by go round and round
Sweet or sour is life's pickle
Tasting it is inevitable
Hasting around the household maze
I could hold the blogging trace
But when sat with my laptop
Shaky thoughts all i could grasp
Felt entangled in numerous nots
Lots to do and time is short :(
What to do when mind is blank ?
Empty totally, idea's tank ?
Think ,please think you have lot to share
Weekly post at least you care
But brain blinking as owl at night
As he got everything out of sight
Okay fine i gave up
Wishing everyone just good luck !
Hope you all find beautiful day
All the best things on your way !!!!!!!!
Having younger son at home makes me little busier dear friends :)
will continue to visiting you all though .
sending much love and heartfelt best wishes to you all and to all you love!
I'm glad you can be busy. I'm glad your son is there. Thanks for the poem. It made me smile. All the best to your creativity from the laptop to the kitchen and beyond🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸
ReplyDeleteEven though you thought you had nothing to post, dear Baili, you just did with this poem 😉 well done, my friend.
ReplyDeleteIs it better to be too busy or not busy enough? I hope you find some time balance! I liked the imagery you use in this poem, especially the sweet and sour pickles!
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