Restful

A day of rest is what we need
Moreso than a Lorax lacks a need for a thneed.
And that rest, it belongs hand-in-hand,
Together, in the merry restful land.

I'm glad for the days when we can spend
With one another, without having to send
One of us away on a tiresome chore
So we don't ever have to feel the bore.

Whatever it is, I'm sure we know
Every time we're together, we can take it slow.
Not only slow, but also quiet,
Ubiquitous silence, the antithesis of a riot.

Why can't we have this sort of deal
Always, for it's something I feel
Like those times when everything's serene,
Knowing what everything means.