Poems of the Nap

 

Good work, all!

Des has instructions:

If Mom is napping
she’s sick. Tip toe outside the
bedroom door and wait.

I loved this one from Jill Scoggins-- I can relate:

Shutting my door. But
I can’t let anyone know
why. I need a nap.

We still live in a
place where napping is taboo.
But it shouldn’t be.

I’m much better when
I’ve had a nap. Why can’t YOU
make that fact OK?

Keeping it secret
breeds shame, discounts benefits
I bring from napping.

My nap makes me much
better at doing the job
you hired me to do.

IPLawGuy has a groove:

Asleep in Class
Asleep at Church and my desk
Do they count as naps?

Christine can't nap:

The nap, great concept,
Comes easily to many,
Somniatic bliss

Mid day siesta
Eludes, my mind wanders,
To do list awaits

But CraigA sure can!:

Evening news nap is
almost a certainty every night:
cuddled by couch, sigh

This anonymous one sounds about right:

No more tests to grade
No students seek my wisdom
Retirement: I'll nap.

And this one... not my world:

Farmer came for lunch
Rose at four in cold and wind
Couch beckoned,napped minute.