Weary Plodding

It is the weary plodding of every day
That wears me away right now
Until I feel surprised I have the power
To even open my eyes
Somewhere in the back of my mind
I know there are things I need to focus on
Things I need to do
But all I want to do is rest
To lay it all down
Walk away
Lie on green grass
Breathe clean air
And close my eyes
Against a bright and warming sun