Caren Krutsinger Poet Narrative

My Friend Is Coming

My friend is coming! My friend is coming!
I am overjoyed, thrilled, gob-smacked, whirling and twirling!
I am excited beyond belief. I have not seen her for two years.
When will you clean? My first husband asks.
Cooling my jets.

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Kim Rodrigues July 6, 2022 at 8:07 PM I know the feeling! Hope you have a great time with your friend! Kim Rodrigues July 7, 2022 at 4:14 AM Oh no! …Buddyyyy! Caren Krutsinger July 6, 2022 at 11:36 PM I just cleaned up the bedroom where she is going to sleep and Buddy found a plastic hanger and chewed it up into 16 pieces on the floor in there.

Robert Gorelick July 6, 2022 at 1:20 PM It always helps to whistle work, it worked for the seven dwarfs, no reason why it won't work for you! Robert Caren Krutsinger July 6, 2022 at 1:46 PM I will try Robert, I really will.

L Milton Hankins July 6, 2022 at 10:04 AM Your friend is coming to see YOU, Caren, not how clean your house is! You know, you never know how dusty a table is until you run your finger across it. Just don't let her near a table. (snickering) Caren Krutsinger July 6, 2022 at 1:46 PM Don't worry - Buddy will make sure that does not happen.

Joseph P. DiMino July 6, 2022 at 9:19 AM He's gone. Yep, I need such motivation to pick up the broom and dust rag. Hate it at first, but happy afterwards. :) Love it! Caren Krutsinger July 6, 2022 at 1:46 PM I just HATE cleaning.