A Day Off

My customary Wednesday’s somewhat tough.
I have to leave too early for my taste.
I’d rather do my exercise and stuff
involving puzzles, yet I must commute
to love and care for one I won’t rebuff.
But she and hers are hunkering alone
today, exposed of late to Covid. Rough
for them (they’re feeling well). Now I won’t waste
this day. How sweet! I get to play enough.

(Magic 9)

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