Too Lazy Poem by Ian Keenan

Too Lazy

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I must stop nibbling
At nuts and raisins,
Or texting my son about
Nothing,
Or wondering where
My Ollie is.

Half my life
I’m on my own,
Retired,
My wife out working.

So I write the odd poem,
Watch too much telly,
And chase the cat
From the sink.

Is this what things
Have come to? ,
I ready and able,
With no-one calling,
Perhaps too lazy
To live?

Monday, December 14, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: poem
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bill Wright 16 October 2016

A sad indictment on one of the downsides of retirement, not having enough to keep you busy.

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