Pms

It’s that time of month again Everyone scrambling and afraid Scattering numerous footsteps Like pouring down summer rain Walking terrified on eggshells Away they do turn Finding a much safer haven From past experience they’ve learned Boarding themselves in their rooms Their doors closed and securely locked Hoping they have enough nourishment Plenty of food and water has been stocked Mom is not her usual self again A week of hiding we can surely do Waiting for the symptoms to dissipate For positive signs of a newly debut © Stacy Lynn Stiles