All In a Day's Work
verse
I was fixing supper not so long ago,
the kitchen full of smells, sights and sounds;
a new dessert was ready for applause.
We were waiting on Gramps to get home from work.
In retrospect, it was not so bad as it seemed.
Smiling, I recall three moments with grandkids -
a memory of a supper hard to forget.
Chase upends half a box of spaghetti
over the floor, I look for an extra box
as the dog poops on the carpet near the sink.
Suddenly, my ancient microwave blows a fuse
spinning us in total darkness. “Watch your step!
Don’t anybody move.” I stumble downstairs
headlong into Jackson and his art project.
“Who turned the lights out?” he bellows with blame.
“Ring-a-ling!” Who’d call me at a moment like this?
"Honey, I'm running late – just go ahead and eat."
Lights on! Both messes cleaned up! I decide -
“Kelly, will you blow us up some balloons?
party time - we'll have supper by candlelight.”
written December 24, 2015
Copyright © Reason A. Poteet | Year Posted 2015
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