Come share the joy of clean sheets and pillowcases in Mark’s – CLEAN SHEETS
He takes an afternoon nap
on clean sheets and pillowcases,
a celestial escape
The fresh smell
of laundered bedding
is where he lay,
an ordinary joy,
a priceless comfort
A middle-aged
somnolent angel
with pains and aches
giving his tired wings
a break
So peaceful
is his noonday nap
just sinking into
nothingness
on a mattress
feathered in clouds
He wonders nothing,
his worries don’t exist,
just comfort he seeks
just calm and rest
he takes.
©️mft
photo by Alice Tulin
The Reluctant Poet 