How nice to settle in at home again,
To watch the trees grow in the rain.
To settle into bed at night
And stay there after dawn's first light.
To wander gently through the day
Without a timetable to control my way.
To amble on from meal to meal.
To let time's balm my mind to heal.
'Tis good to go about and play
But better far at home to stay.
I've been away, now it's good to come home. If you like my poem take a look at some more here.
A poem for every day in August
To watch the trees grow in the rain.
To settle into bed at night
And stay there after dawn's first light.
To wander gently through the day
Without a timetable to control my way.
To amble on from meal to meal.
To let time's balm my mind to heal.
'Tis good to go about and play
But better far at home to stay.
I've been away, now it's good to come home. If you like my poem take a look at some more here.
A poem for every day in August
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