Time to get up to another day of dread.
I think I’ll stay in bed and dream of all
Things that are nice.
Dream about going to the park and
Hanging around with my friends for a lark.
Playing on the swings till it gets dark, then
Make my way home to eat my favourite tea.
How much fun I will have before I go to bed,
Then wake up the next morning, once again
To a day of dread, still thinking of staying in
bed.
Poems By ken makepeace 