Sleeping In

I am warm.
I am safe.
Cocooned in the gentle warmth of soft blankets
Sunlight streaming though an open window
A familiar and fluffy pet snuggled close.
Oh how I adore these lazy mornings
Of sleeping in and dearly beloved pajamas.
It is on these mornings
Nothing exists outside this messy bedroom.
No tests,stress or worry.
Interrupted only by an annoying alarm
Quickly silenced with an irritated groan.
With a quick glance at the time
And the refusal to awaken fully
I burrow deep inside the warmth and soon
Am fast asleep once more
On this lovely,lazy winter morning