Lightbulb Thoughts
A ceiling lightbulb blew and hark!
I needed to replace it.
For reading in the semi-dark?
I knew I couldn’t face it.
I found the bulbs and had to climb,
While worried about falling,
Up on a stepstool, taking time
So not to end up sprawling.
Removed the old, screwed in the new
And checked if things looked brighter,
Not knowing then, as now I do,
‘Twas fodder for a writer.
And thus, a topic for my poem,
When life’s not too exciting,
Is often found within my home,
With lightbulb thoughts alighting.
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