Poetry

Me time

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Is sometimes forgotten

As I rush around trying to get things done.

The books I was meant to read were forgotten

And maybe on this rainy day, I will sit down and read them.

And get lost in a world of make-believe and, for once, forget my worries and sorrows with every page I turn.

As I finish the books with a smile or a tear in the corner of my eye, I experience something new or just a moment of peace.

And cherish these moments I get when reading a new book and putting in some time for self-care

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes