Titleless day.

Dear Angels,

Let’s today be freinds

I’ll make amends.

I promise truly I do,

But you should know

I haven’t a clue.

I don’t why I have 

Only one sock on

I’ve already lost the other,

I can’t find my headphones

I only had them yesterday.

Yes I know how many times

I’ve lost them this week. 

I don’t know why I have

two ups of coffee in front

Of me…I’m not complaining,

Clearly I need two. 

My foot is cold.

This poem makes no sense. 


Dear Angels,

Let’s have a nonsensical day…

But please where did I put my headphones?

Karen Hayward ©2016.

…nonsensical day it is then 😀😀😀