Motoring Home

Waiting for the bus, it’s Sunday & it’s early

I wipe the sleep from my eyes & smile

Back into the city & its hurly burly

Back to bed perhaps for a while.

I stop at Starbucks, in need of a pee

Lots of red wine drunk last night

Settling back, I enjoy a coffee

The caffeine gives me a kick alright.

Exit Starbucks, roll on home

A day of leisure lies ahead

Past Parnell Square I slowly roam

I’ll soon be resting in my bed.