All Day Darling

I want to write a poem

A happy poem

But the sounds in my head

Bump into one another

And spill the cup of tea

On my desk 

That grew cold

When I went to the kitchen to get sugar

And saw a squirrel through the window

I need to water my flowers

The clothes on the line are dry

And need folding

There’s a hole in my shoe

And my socks are wet

I need to get dry ones

I’ll go to the kitchen to make a cup of tea

That I will bring to my desk

Because I want to write a poem

A happy poem