A Poem about the phrase "Idle with Impunity"

Long days stretching on with no end in sight.
Waking up late,
Eating breakfast languidly,
Wandering about the yard,
Laying in the grass while the blue sky swirls overhead.
Spending hours on the phone, talking about nothing with a friend,
Staying up late for no reason at all.
These are the days I live for.
No interruptions, no disturbances, no disruptions.
Just me and those long, long days.