Light blue skies and jade green grass
Can’t tell how much time has passed
Got cold drink, sat in the shade
Hanging loose, no plans are made
Buzz of mower in the distance
Inertia faces no resistance
Heat from sun it hypnotizes
Won’t be solving any crisis
Phone off hook and pad unplugged
Bowl of chips and iced wine jugged
How easy is a nice staycation?
My fridge becomes its own way station
My commute is only house to yard
Yet sometimes even that is hard
No planes to catch or crowds to fight
Comfy bed so I sleep at night
No tourist traps or tacky shops
No schedule with frequent stops
I’m where I always love to be
With dogs and cats, my family
There’s nothing wrong with staying put
Avoiding busyness afoot
Relax at home and you will find
“Vacation” is a state of mind…