The Nap

I’m so tired, my legs weigh a ton
feel like I raced, but hadn’t won.
Tank’s on empty, energy gone
not enough breath to sing a song.
Rest for awhile, sit in my chair
close my eyes or just plain stare.
Clear my mind, take a snooze
almost as good as taking a cruise.
Having a dream, running by the sea
feeling sunshine, it’s just good to be.
Wake with a start, a little fog
look around the room – see the dog.
Let’s go for a walk, I feel so good
the nap really worked, I knew it would.

Poetry and Graphic by Patricia Walter 2016 ©