O! to be so carefree as to be able to
curl up on some random spot
on the rug and ignore the world
stretch out on a favorite place
on the sun-drenched wood floor
wander the carpeted halls with
no real worries, goals, stress, fear
gaze lazily out the window until
that damn squirrel shows its face again
bound out the glass door barely flung open
yelling at the rabbits to clear the yard!
appear as if a ghost at someone's side
to receive an affectionate pat on the head
pad up and down the stairs out of boredom
(and not some imaginary steps goal)
announce to the neighbors I'm here!
from the other side of the backyard fence
really anything other than
what I'm doing now.