The lnnocent Lad

Such lazy is the afternoon or lazy I am?

Have I really no work to do or thoughtless I am?

I saw the ant a while ago not piddling away,

Busy at work below the hefty sack of hay.

I saw the little sparrow whetting its beak,

Alert to skim down on the little grain peak.

I saw the butterfly relaxing with wings shut,

Closely I observed it was licking the nut.

Was I the only one frittering my time?

Was I the one committing a crime?

I pondered and pondered but little did I fathom,

My little brain I thought was set in boredom.

Dizzy I felt I gaped and yawned

Comfortably I slept until called on.