House Poem: Wanted Designated RA Play Day!

22 October 2013


When a good day hits my little RA motel,
Where’s a day off when I’m feeling well?
I’ve waited on this for so long,
Being at work makes it feel wrong.
Every day I spend at work in pain.
But today is different, will I go insane?
I want to hula hoop and fly a kite,
Grab my grandkids and hold on tight.
Please don’t let this feeling end!
I love smiling when it’s not pretend!
Am I asking for an earthshaking disaster?
No…. Just let me go home faster!

Note to reader – in day THREE –
wishing I could SHARE this with all of you!