Stock up on soup, tissues, and get to bed!
The world outside your window won't stand still
Focus on now, on warmth, on breath instead
Lie still, don't move, to ease your aching head
Deadlines, dog walks, can wait for you until
You stock up on soup, tissues, and get to bed!
Sunlight streams in, an interrupting thread
Outside the window bird songs seem so shrill
Focus on now, on warmth, on breath instead
The day's once moving parts have now stopped dead
Your plans, appointments, others can fulfill
Stock up on soup, tissues, and get to bed!
Piles of books are waiting to be read
Such knowledge lies untapped, for now a frill
Focus on now, on warmth, on breath instead
Perhaps we love life most when close to dead
The act of waking up demands no bill
Stock up on soup, tissues, and get to bed!
Focus on now, on warmth, on breath instead
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