Sitting in my room reading my favorite book,

Just as I’m about to get hooked,

There was my brother needing help and in he walked.

Of coarse I was glad to help. He was eyeing me like a hawk.

Soon as I got done mom walked in and the floor needed mopped.

Off to help, my book was down again. My reading was stopped.

My mind had so many thoughts running threw it to think.

It was so frustrating, I needed a drink.

Mind at rest, finally I was back to reading. 

My hair getting me distracted, into my eyes it was proceeding.

Then I was off thinking about the chain around my neck.

The one that I gotten for a gift from mom on the upper deck.

So relaxed, it made me feel so much better,

Comfortable, like I was in my favorite sweater,

Making me feel like I was on a cloud,

Where I started to think out loud.

It was so peaceful not having to worry about any problems.

Then there I was reading out of a book of church hymns

In that room, no one could cause me any harm.

That room in my favorite house on my favorite farm.