A Wish Come True, Unexpectedly
A wish come true unexpectedly
A dismal dank December day.
The kind of day I’d rather stay
inside beside my fireside.
I have no choice although I know
my journey will be long and slow.
The fog is very thick outside.
I must drive very carefully
because I can’t see properly.
Not looking forward to the ride.
The fog’s too thick so I decide
I will turn back, go back inside.
Phone up to say I have tried
Say that the fog is far too dense
The worst in my experience.
Although I do my best to hide.
The satisfaction that I feel
I need not slide behind the wheel
But sit beside my fireside.
On this dismal December day
I cannot go so I must stay
warm and comfortable inside.
I’m sure they’ll manage without me.
I do not feel at all guilty.
My excuse can be verified.
Friday,11 December 2009
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