Eyes glued to the screen, Endless emails fill the void, Boredom takes its toll.

In the office land, Endless paper shuffling, yawns, Boredom reigns supreme.

Clouds of cotton sway, A sea of white upon land, Nature’s softest touch.

Cotton, spun and dyed, A rainbow of colors of, Beauty in each hue.

Cotton, woven tight, A sail to catch the wind to, A journey to new lands.