Obligations

Debbie Miller
Jun 18, 2024
Photo by Ferenc Horvath on Unsplash

I am buried by obligations

No time for new sensations

The sun is shining

And I shouldn’t be whining

But I feel I’m running out of patience

Longing for a needed vacation

I desperately need recalibration

But I’ve never been able to say no

So instead I wallow in self woe

The bed that I lie in

Is indeed a no win

But the bed that I’ve made

So I wait for my frustration to fade

I should be grateful that life has a purpose

I am needed and know what my self worth is

Yet I long for a beach

Still fun’s out of reach

Till I tackle the tasks before me

As obligations are all that I can see

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Debbie Miller

I am a child of the universe, poet, philosopher and idealist and teacher.