Restless
I'm having another one of those days
When nothing seems to be going my way,
It's time for work I can't be late
My head hurts so I can't think straight,
I spilt my coffee on the kitchen floor
There's my friend knocking at the door,
I take a tablet to help ease my pain
As I walk to work it begins to rain,
Now and than my thoughts drift away
As I try to muddle through my working day,
I cannot wait to be home snug in bed
Where at last I can rest my weary head
By Julia
19-10-2009
 ~THE SIG BOX~
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