Otiose
Insitu otiose makes my day,
Day spent in placid thoughts,
No tasks to do, nor a word to,
Make bread to dine and drink,
The wine makes my day with,
A festive heart and Lyric mind!
Makes my day celebratory…….
poem by Vel Vinod
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