"Friday Afternoon"

(At my computer on the sunny
afternoon of July 24, 2009).

Oh to go for a long walk in the park,
To see the leafy trees, the silky grass,
The clouds swirling overhead.

To hike to a hidden waterfall,
To feel the warm sunshine, the rugged path,
The cascading roll of mist.

To stroll along the beach,
To hear the squishing sand, the soaring birds,
The swell of the ancient ocean.

I long to gaze upon a painting,
To dance and twirl in another's arms,
To behold a glorious symphony beneath the stars.

Alas, I sit at my desk,
Sorting through research requests and projects,
But this weekend...