For today’s prompt, write a lament poem. Maybe you lament a relationship or a missed opportunity. Or maybe it’s that doughnut (maybe speaking from personal experience). Whatever it is, today is the day to let it all out–in poem form, of course.
Lament for a Quiet Life
Why can’t I have a nice quiet day
with no status meetings,
no last minute requirements,
no emergency texts from the wife?
Why can’t I have a nice quiet year
with no deaths in the family,
no divorces among friends,
no suspiciously suicidal accidents?
Why can’t I have a nice quiet life
with no wars, no depressions,
no illegitimate presidents,
no criminal CEOs?
Why can’t I have a nice quiet time
without all this strife?
Because if I did I’d become bored
and lament my formerly exciting life.
Bartholomew Barker, Poet 
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What an interesting thought! I’ve wondered the same about if I had quiet weekends with no commitments and if that would mean I had a boring life. I still hope to have at least one nice quiet day soon!
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I think it takes more discipline to have quiet days than not. Of course, your chickens aren’t helping.
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