Welcome to Cozy Poetry Corner by Debra A Winter (Richter)

“Too Many Things”

Too many things, just too many things — they keep coming, never going.

While the flowers keep on blooming, the crows are still out crowing.

I try and try to catch up with the spinning in my head,

As I lie there quietly resting on my soft, non‑moving bed.

I wonder how I’m meant to get all these things done.

My fingers keep on moving, my mind keeps spinning — what fun.

My head starts thumping, my blood sugar starts to rise.

Oh, how I’d love a little break… maybe even a big surprise.

Too many things, just too many things, they keep coming, never going.

While the flowers keep on blooming, the crows are still out crowing.

Get me a cheese‑and‑sausage pizza, or a cheeseburger, please.

No anchovies on the pizza — add black olives and more cheese.