Cup of coffee

I have been down beside my desk

My boss has his own ask

It's the time I have a break

But I have a list of tasks

Could I be more productive,

if I found my own ways?

Do I need to get a yes,

from the creatures from the fables?

All those nice and kind souls

They roam around the Earth

All those intelligent creatures

Jive in fun in chilly winters

Shall I go back to my home

and take a shawl for deep-sleep

There's one room in the canteen

with a cozy cavity

How am I to stretch till six

if I am not with eyes open?

My articles' half-written

Cause I am snoozing now and then

The sky is cold with floating clouds

My colleagues are clicking pics

I am drooling as I am sleeping

After all, the winter wins...

I am here and I am fine

Feel like I am home again

My boss sees me from his cabin

And says "Happy winter, once again..."