Somewhere

Somewhere people hurry
somewhere alarm clocks ring
somewhere typists worry
about each picky thing.

Somewhere there’s a schedule
of things that must be done
priorities and lists rule
while I lie in summer sun

wondering, Will my book last?
Will swimming help my burn?
I need another repast!
When is it time to turn?

© 2004 by Violet Nesdoly

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It’s time for summer holidays. We’ll be off soon on various jaunts near and far. I love summer – and holidays!

(This poem was first published in my 2004 chapbook Calendar – available for purchase here)