Lie here?
That’s all?
No phone calls or emails?
No errands or chores?
No work or list of things to do?
Are you sure?
You just want me to
lie here on this blanket?
With that gift of a cool breeze
blowing in from the ocean?
And the sun sneaking through the branches
to dance across my skin?
You just want me to lie here?
And not do anything?
Seriously?
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Many thanks to Jen Payne for her permission to re-publish her poem here.
You can find Jen at
http://randomactsofwriting.wordpress.com/
and be sure to check out her other sites as listed under her "Links".
