A Lament

I sit here deep in contemplation,
of how I need a good vacation.

Time away from snotty noses,
just some time to smell the roses.

Quiet time to just reflect,
my activities, I can select.

My sanity I must preserve,
They’re getting on my very last nerve.

I draw a breath and remember to breathe,
eventually I’ll get a reprieve.


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