Swell Time

Moving forward, just not sure where we're going, but at least we're having a swell time when we do it.

Sweatpants

Oh how I miss sweatpants.

Comfy waist.

Great for lounging.

Soft, fuzzy inside.

Sliding into my sweatpants

Images of cookies,

Lounging,

Movie watching.

Big bulky black brace on my leg,

The one for my knee.

You are too big for sweatpants to fit over,

Too small for sweatpants to fit under.

I am stuck,

Sweatpantsless.

In the season where I love wearing them the most,

The season of comfort food and big meals.

Oh how I miss sweatpants.

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This entry was posted on December 2, 2015 by in poem, Uncategorized and tagged , , , , .
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