Webs Around Ceiling Fans Sonnet #49 Poem by Stephanie Eve Kane Arado

I almost stayed in bed today dreaming
Of times past, present day and future plans
Random thoughts floated, turned into scheming
Like spiders who spin webs ‘round ceiling fans
Travel could modify my current life
Pack light, live simply, travel cross country
Leave behind structure and usual strife
Join the gypsies, meet the local gentry
My daughter would learn rules of survival
We would have quality time together
Yet bedding and heat sure is a rival
For trekking around in nasty weather
Either decision means leaving my bed
Gingerly, I lift covers from my head