The Ragtag Daily Prompt yesterday was BREATHLESS and today it’s RELAX.
I trust you folks who’ve been rushing around breathlessly getting ready for family gatherings and/or tying up year-end duties at the workplace will soon be able to kick back and relax.
I have nothing original to say about these prompt words, but I do have this poem by Edgar Guest. I’m very fond of it myself.
NO PLACE TO GO The happiest nights I ever know are those when I’ve no place to go, and the missus says when the day is through, “Tonight we haven’t a thing to do. Oh, the joy of it– and the peace untold of sitting ‘round in my slippers old, with my pipe and book in my easy chair, knowing I needn’t go anywhere. Needn’t hurry my evening meal nor force the smiles I do not feel, but can grab a book from a nearby shelf, drop all sham and be myself. Oh, the charm of it and the comfort rare; nothing on earth that can compare! And I’m sorry for him who doesn’t know the joy of having no place to go. by Edgar A Guest