Issues
When I walk through the door.
At my feet is old baggage.
I find myself pondering recognition.
Until it hits with a hug.
My mother-in-law is here.
At first,I am happy to see her.
Then the words are spoken.
My wife enters the room.
"She will be living with us!",my wife declares.
A wall just hit me.
This means a new story.
My mother-in-law sais",wont that be nice?".
My anger is igniting.
This means relationship.
This means responsibility.
I act glad as can be,
Then my wife follows me.
We walk in the kitchen.
My wife is stubborn.
My wife holds fast.
I decide to let her stay.
I accept responsibility.
I accept a relationship.
The wall is crumbling.
I am emerging from it.
My anger is subsiding.
I am a man of the house.
I will protect that house.
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