These Are My JOTtings, Part #2

Shakespearean Sonnet: "Days of Weariness"

To wake up with so much to do today,
I feel o'erwhelmed with little strength to act.
Becoming is more than the hopes I say,
it wrestles off the things I think I lack.

Begin attending ev'ry kitchen dish.
The clean ones have their place upon the shelf.
The dirty need a rinse and hopeful wish
before impending heat will blast itself.

The furry babies need their kibbles, "NOW!"
Her majesty, the dog, hath what to do.
Before demands, my strength would lately bow,
and find the couch for winking when they're through.

The days of weariness seem effort's waste,
until the love, we share I'm quick to taste.

by Jay O'Toole
on July 25th, 2020