Seizing the day in the sheets

Snoozy eyes peek through

my Sunday morning hair

they seek out shelter

from the sneaky glare

gently sunken into

my side of the bed

I pull the white covers

right over my head

No city strolls in mind

on this scalding day and

nowhere in my mind

do I want to seize the day

for all I long for today

is to breathe in 

a lazy sunny Sunday.