Saturday, March 12, 2016

Slice of Life: March 12, 2016, "Luxury is a Saturday Nap'

The room is draped in muted colors

Not dark, but not lit by the bright sunlight of midday

My eyes begin to droop

The rain pitter-patters outside

Music that lulls me into pure relaxation

It's Saturday

I have time for this

I close my eyes with a happy sigh

Saturday naps:

You are pure luxury.


  1. This is a beautiful poem! I heart naps!!!!

  2. Oh, how right you are. Last weekend I was able to nap on Saturday AND Sunday. It got me through the week. I love your little poem!