A blustery morning,
Cold and bright,
Autumn leaves drifting past the window,
The sky is lazy today.

An empty house,
Conversations running through my head,
A never ending list of to-do’s,
But the sky is lazy today,
And so am I.

A pile of blankets,
A mountain of pillows,
Wrapped up in this little warm world,
Clutching onto my favourite mug,
Light filtering through the windows,
Shining down on complete bliss.

You see the sky is being lazy today.
So why can’t I?