A misty, rainy morning and
It's back to bed for me.
My coffee drips invitingly.
My current book lies dog-eared
At stopping place,
From last personal quality time.
What else can I do
But plump my pillows
And climb in?
You would too.
With hot libation,
and mental relaxation,
peace is mine.
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A good piece of poetry, of peace and happiness! 'My current book lies dog-eared At stopping place, From last personal quality time.' A nice, practical description all book worms are familiar with. 'What else can I do But plump my pillows And climb in? ' My pillow is inviting me too! Good night.