I don’t mind a day indoors
When
windshield wipers show
That rain is
pouring from the sky
To puddle
down below.
As long as I
squeeze in my walk,
Which I did
early on,
I’ll find
enough to do at home
Until the
gloom is gone.
Of course, I’ll
still ignore those chores
Which really
are a pain.
To force me
to declutter
It will take
much more than rain.
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