Shipwrecked


Naps
No.
I think not.
Too much to do.
Too much to not.

Website,
Sewing,
Grocery lists.

Kids need milk.
You get the jist.

I fumble and flop.
I'm drowsy.
Unwound.

Eyes close.
Rest comes.
My ship's run a'ground.

2 hours later,
Anchors up.
Eyes refreshed.
Cover cuddling complete.

Kids need milk.
I'm back on my feet.

.mac :)