Easy Does It

I live in my pyjamas

I should probably not admit

But the older I become

The less I give a shit

I have many more pyjamas

Then I do have clothes

I know many must be thinking

Dear God, she's one of those

But people shouldn't be so quick

To judge what they don't know

Different people have their reasons

Many secrets that don't show

I don't leave the house much

To be completely honest

I love my bed and my pyjamas

And the comfort that is promised

Wearing clothes can be quite painful

Depending on the day

I'd never put on shoes again

If I ever had my way

Walking can be a challenge

Sometimes breathing even more

So I'm always seeking comfort

Before I'm even out the door

No amount of planning

Can quite take away the sting

So if I have the choice

I'm choosing to stay in

Before the aching turns to burning

And snowballs down the hill

When simply putting my socks on

Can be a tearful test of will

So I have come to peace with it

I'm sure there are many who’ll disagree

One step at a time, easy does it

Is the way that works for me

There's only one person I'll get dressed for

One smiling little face

That I'll make sure I don't disappoint

In this unrelenting unfair race

He has a charming little smile

And thick red unruly hair

I'll brave whatever terrain I must

To show him that I care

I even climbed a climbing frame

Today when he got stuck

When he called for me to save him

I could not believe my luck

I begged him to safely slide

His way back down to me

But he couldn't take a single step

A fear of heights, apparently

And I couldn't just leave him up there

He was overcome with desperation

So I swallowed hard and began to climb

Hiding my frustration

His relief when I finally reached him

Made my screaming body worth it

As I slid with him to freedom

I figured I deserved it

I know better than to put my body

In that kind of situation

If I'd stayed in my pyjamas

Another path he might’ve taken

But now I am the hero

Albeit a crumbling one at best

Back in my pyjamas

And back in bed to get my rest

Tomorrow I will surely pay

For today's miss-judged decision

At least I managed to save my boy

As I pray for my own remission