"A little time to slumber"
A little time to slumber all my days spent in the sun,
My idle hands were folded my daily chores not done.
I wasn’t at all rebellious as into the sky I’d gaze,
I just left my daily duties as in the sun I bathed.
I read my book for hours dishes soaking in the sink,
The meat still in the freezer for I didn’t stop to think
What I needed for dinner it lay frozen in a lump;
I’d serve meat of something be it chops or steak or rump.
Just a minute of my surfing turned to hours of my day,
As I sat online chatting to people far away.
Imagine then my panic as at last I looked around,
To see the clock now telling my man was homeward bound.
What a rush of my adrenaline making me quickly scamper
To launder clothes still waiting in the dirty laundry hamper.
The bed was pulled up in a hurry the dishes washed and left to dry,
As I boiled up some veggies and set the meat to fry.
Which would likely take forever for it hadn’t completely thawed
And I so wanted dinner ready as soon as my man hit the door.
Feeling very guilty as I served our dinner late
I decided my many forums would henceforth have to wait.
I decided my many forums would henceforth have to wait.
“Yet a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to sleep; so shall thy poverty come as one that travelleth; and thy want as an armed man” Proverbs 24:34