#1814-Mess
19/07/2022
Relaxed summer days,
When doing nothing,
Feels best.
But there’s debris,
Strewn everywhere.
Beckoning, to be cleared.
But there’s no hurry,
Or worry,
About it getting done.
For now,
I’ll slowly begin,
With a willing heart.
It’ll be a good start.
And tomorrow,
Will soon come.
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