it’s three fifty-five on the clock on the floor.
i haven’t done one single chore.
i started to paint some colorful things, but there it lay half finished it seems.
i’m not even dressed as i sit here alone.
wrapped in a towel from hours ago.
keiki, the cat, is lazy as ever. he’d be in a barn if it weren’t for the weather.
outside it rains and it’s cold too.
i’ve been stuck here wondering what i should do.
minutes pass and my delima remains
on what i should do today as it rains