Idle Time…
Choose to idle away many hours
Sitting out in my garden of flowers
It’s my own time to waste
Any guilt is erased
As I soak up each plant’s healing powersI enjoy not just colour but scent
As I savour the time that is spent
In the fresh airy breeze
Doing just as I please
Sitting quietly, smiling, content…
PS The image is a photograph of a page of a little book titled ‘Self-Care: How to live mindfully and look after yourself’ by Claire Chamberlain 🙂
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What a nice poem to go with a nice thought. To be busy doing nothing … and enjoying doing it.
We need to have a good balance.
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I love your poem. Time is never wasted if the time is yours to enjoy. Thank you, Ruth 🙂
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Great limericks Ruth and they fit in so well with your selfie!
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I like that , Ruth.
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