I would have loved
to stay sleeping
but the hour was 8 p.m.
so when a tinkle and trill
summoned me,
I pushed aside
the grey warm cosy
that tickled my chin.
My feet found the floor
and my nap was ended.
“Naps are a way of traveling painlessly through time into the future.”
~ Thomas Carlyle, philosopher
(1795~ 1881)
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