At Least That's My Excuse. For J.T.Ellison Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg

At Least That's My Excuse. For J.T.Ellison



Fatigue sets in more quickly now.
As passing years catch up with you.
But circumstances will allow
A quick cat nap which can only do.
A recharge of your batteries.
So do not let it worry you.
You must conserve your energies.
For things you really want to do.
I have a snooze each afternoon
A habit which I cultivate
I consider it to be a boon.
There is nothing which cannot wait.
Retirement has set me free
from any sense of urgency.

Saturday,11 September 2010
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