THE COUCH

 

 

The couch is my favorite place

I lay my head down with such grace

It allows me to be lazy

Just like a painted daisy

I can close my eyes and cry

Or close my eyes and dream

Of clowns, or fields. or mountains

Or even chocolate ice cream

Sometimes I would love to run

Through a fountain

Or jump from a plane

Into the wide open space

Or drive in a fast car and win a race

But in all my reality, and most of the day

The couch is where I usually stay

Reviews

[TTBoy28]

Nice description of your place of solace. Even though some of the rhyming is off, it still makes for a nice piece. Nice job here!