All Day Darling

I want to write a poem
A happy poem

But the sounds in my head
Bump into one another
And spill the cup of tea
On my desk 
That grew cold
When I went to the kitchen to get sugar
And saw a squirrel through the window
I need to water my flowers
The clothes on the line are dry
And need folding
There’s a hole in my shoe
And my socks are wet
I need to get dry ones
I’ll go to the kitchen to make a cup of tea
That I will bring to my desk

Because I want to write a poem
A happy poem