Wishful Thinking Poem by Jayne Louise Davies

I woke up this morning,
Couldn't stop yawning!
Reality, entered my head,
I had this idea,
Sweet memories so dear,
I must get them out of my head.

The sinks full of dishes,
My heads full of wishes,
I need to express how I feel,
So I take pen to paper,
And half hour later,
My words are now wrote,
Signed and sealed.

This poetry lark's
Like a stroll in the park,
It eases the tension away,
Like a long soothing hug,
Nothing more do I love,
Now it's here,
It's here to stay.

Jayne Louise Davies