As I sit here and look out of my window, <br />I see a blue sky and white fluffy clouds <br />and the temperature is mid seventies <br />a perfect day to go to the park. <br /> <br />But I am stuck in this house, <br />sniffling, coughing, and doing nothing <br />but watching tennis on tv and writing <br />this poem about being bored. <br /> <br />I could go out, but would that be wise? <br />I have a virus that just won't quit <br />but I could have some fun <br />even if I have a coughing fit. <br /> <br />No I think I had better stay indoors <br />and watch my neighbors drinking Coors <br />and laughing and having a good time <br />in the perfect sun on a perfect day. <br /> <br />So wrapped up in my snuggie <br />I curl up on the sofa and watch <br />my tennis and drink my juice <br />being bored out of my mind.<br /><br />Barbara Lynn Terry<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bored-out-of-my-mind/
