Day's Sweater Is Shrinking, I'm Thinking...

 Could we have a heavy raincoat with the sweater, please?! It's cold, soggy stitching on time's loom today...

I struggle into the sleeves of a new you

Tell me, 

Are you shrinking?

For 

it seems to me you come to

Your end while I'm still busy thinking

And long before I am wont to undress

And 

let you be part of Past’s nothingness

There is always a little too little of you

Or 

do I rebel at your constraint

As 

Wanderlust weighs against my to-do

lists, 

Gratefulness exceeds my complaint

For lo, here you are tickling sleep from my skin

Tugging at my arm to begin again

© Janet Martin