A poem a day for the month of April, National Poetry Writing Month |
| Sleepwear These days it seems PJs are the thing that ring a warning bell I won't tell I must get dressed but who's to impress? Still I strip from the hip and after a shower fresh as a flower (Oooh bad cliché to start the day) I pull on denim pants and do my work a day dance until again it's that time for pajamas sublime. ~~~Judi Van Gorder April 18 an article of clothing |