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 :)