Sleeping in the Afternoon

sleeping on a metal bench in the afternoon
Waiting for the organ player to find my tune
the sun is warm and the breeze is light
This is a sleep I don’t want to fight

I tilt my head and let my lips part
when I drift off the drool will start
I shall dream of nectarines on the sea
for when my grandson comes to visit me

My legs will be the first I see
their shadow no longer just beneath
I shake the sleep from my knees
it’s time for dinner with my niece

off I trod a happy fellow
I was left alone to mellow
perhaps again the bench will be
A place for me to rest my feet

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2 Responses to Sleeping in the Afternoon

  1. I’m grateful for your comment. Thanks!

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  2. nonoymanga says:

    I’m relieved by your wonderful words!!! Cheers Nonoy Manga

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