Note To Myself

Just to let you know,

I won’t be answering the phone today.

Nor will I wind the clocks

or check my emails.

I’ll allow another day’s facial growth

and use yesterday’s socks and boxers.

I won’t be cooking a meal,

might boil an egg at best.

The post box won’t get emptied

and I won’t put out the bins.

I won’t brush teeth, shower

or buy the Sunday papers.

The TV will stay on standby.

The hanging baskets will have to wait

till tomorrow. But I will feed the dog,

and the bloody goldfish.

I won’t sort the recycling

or put on a load of washing.

I definitely won’t reconcile bank statements

or think about work tomorrow.

Depressed? Not a bit of it. Today

I am in control of my life, and I

won’t finish this poem to prove it.

John H Davies

2nd March 2011