I should get up and going.

I should get out of this bed.

But here I am not moving.

Please let me stay here instead.

Does the day really need faced?

Do I need to be there for it?

Will you notice if I’m not?

So, can’t I stay here for a bit?

Big deal if I miss a day.

No one will notice I’m gone.

And I’ll do better tomorrow –

I promise – at the crack of dawn.

© 2017 ck’s days