I Sit Here... Poem by Amanda May Moore

I want to go outside and bask in the sun
But here is this paper that I have only just begun.
So I will sit here and write of this silly subject
Instead of let myself this paper neglect.

It is so beautiful outside.
That from my eyes I cannot hide.
I must sit by the open windows while
I sit here and try to keep a smile
When writing of a bug
I sit here and give a shrug.

It will be done soon...
Then I'll go out late afternoon.
I sit here... I sit here...
Wishing to be out there...
With all of the fresh air
Blowing nicely through my hair.

Oh how this in no fair!
But I must not dare
To simply not care
and not write my paper fully aware
That God wouldn't grant me my prayer
To have it done.
While having fun.

I sit here, trying to write
and really trying to fight
This thing called 'Spring Fever'
-of that I am a full achiever...