Laughter in the other room

I hear their laughter
in the other room
and I am drawn, drawn
Away

Away from the tasks
I must perform.
The bed
The dishes
The shower and more
They can wait...can't they?
The voices sound so carefree
So happy
So beckoning
But the voices are just the
Empty
Mindless
Echo of powder puffs
Calling
Calling
Me away from what I
Really want to do for
My home
My family
My serenity and peace

Well, here I am back at The Hermitage. 

I was out in the real world today. Visited the medic and the stores. Yikes, glad to be back. Noticed that when the signs say 45 mph. and you travel at 55 mph The Others still seem to pass you up at 85 mph.  Good old Hubby the Hermit is up on the Hill. knocking down trees and smoothing down dirt. It's his favorite way to pass time. 

Even though It is so easy to get a blog and type in stuff. It's not easy to post it