Monday, November 9, 2009

Alone

Alone! I wish I was alone
(I'm not replacing my lost phone)

In a little shack, I'll do it up
And milk, tea, sugar in my cup
I'll plant some trees around the border
It'll be a mess, but still have order!

A room with canvases and paint
An open window in case I faint...
A sewing machine and stacks of wool
And a little shed, (that would be cool)

I'll be a wierdo, I won't care!
Bare feet and jeans are what I'll wear
And daisies in my greying hair
Listening to birds in my rocking chair

2 comments:

Mark said...

great poem, that scenario sounds great. Love the house

Luarna said...

Hello my dear
sounds great, I'm there.
is there a rocker for me?
I'd like to stay and have some tea.