In the morning light, I awake with glee,
A day off ahead, just John and me!
With slippers on, to the kitchen I tread,
My dog Stella in tow, eager to be fed.
Coffee cups filled, excitement in the air,
Dreaming of adventures, beyond compare.
“What shall we do?” I ask with cheer,
As John sips his coffee, his answer unclear.
Distracted by Facebook, the time slips away,
With grandkids’ photos and videos of cats at play.
The dogs bark for a walk as the day unfolds,
Laundry beckons, a story it holds.
Strolling the block, some plans arise,
A beach lunch, could be a pleasant surprise.
But lint in the dryer vent, obviously a fire’s threat,
Two more hours pass, but at least the laundry’s set.
Now the house needs a vacuum’s touch,
Dust clouds rise, it’s a bit too much.
Lunchtime arrives, hunger takes hold,
A tune-up for the car, plans unfold.
Dishes are washed, the day wears on,
“What’s next?” I ask as the rain comes along.
Indoor activities sought, the clock ticking fast,
A movie perhaps? A plan surpassed.
In the attic, John’s on an organizing spree,
No ‘Mission Impossible,’ it’s just not to be.
Time slips away, dinner on our minds,
A cocktail, Netflix, the evening binds.
Binge-watching takes its hold,
Five episodes in, a story unfolds.
Clock striking ten, bedtime calls,
Plans unmet, yet joy enthralls.
“I had one of the best days,” John declares,
As we drift to sleep, forgetting life’s cares.
The plans we made may have slipped through the day,
But the moments we shared will forever stay.
Cheeky Monkey Poetry 