A Perfect Day

The air is crisp, and soft the breeze A perfect day, is sure to please Put on my fuzzy robe and socks A perfect look, as cold it blocks. Through the glass doors, as I look out The squirrels are hungry there’s no doubt Must feed them first, my meal can wait They cutely beg, I take the bait… Now they are fed, and I am too I sit and wonder what to do I’m warm and cozy, I prepare To spend this time without a care. And when the moment passes on Enjoyed, although the moments gone I think, how will I live this day Vow not to worry it away… I’ll do what I love most you see For time is all that’s given me To create, gives my soul a lift To share a thought, to give a gift. Pick up a pen, write, well maybe Make a blanket for a baby? I’m warm and cozy and content Is this what retirements meant? To do just what I want, or not Many options are what I’ve got Right now, I think a cup of tea And after that, well I’ll just see!