Waking, much later than intended
I see
The pretended,
And rush to make tea.
For my fun
is ended
And we must run.
I to my desk
And she
Home, to her rest.
Delight for a night
Maybe mine,
Again, for a time.
To rhyme
Is free
And tea
Is cheap.
While her smile
Will beguile
For a while
K Morris - Poet 
We always have something to do, don’t we? I slept later than intended today!
Indeed we do, Vivienne. I have been on holiday from 22 December and will return to my day job (not counting writing), on 8 January. During my leave I’m finding that I spend much longer in bed. Kevin