The morning looks dull
with people not seen about
nothing happens in full
as there is none going out.
What be the cause I wonder
I could infer nothing so far
as I think about in a ponder
I trace nothing great ajar.
It might be a holiday, I conclude
holidays are spent not at home I know
as people go over with a schedule
visiting places with glee in a row.
What else would it be? I think aloud
while my son sits facing me with a tease
What is your botheration now? he talks loud
Keep going not thinking of things in pieces.
Telling him of my deliberation straight
he unable to control his laughter
holds my hand and says with words right
you have other things to care about now and after.
Still my mind persists on its thought
wanting to know why the day is lifeless
my son reaches me with a plot