The Flow of the Day
Life doesn't stop, we all carry on,
Riding along the flow of the day.
Before the dawn, You wake, your day has already begun.
There are children to hustle about the house, lets not forget some breakfast.
The television tells you, it's the most important meal of the day, but you really haven't the time this morning, 'sorry'.
Ahhh, the kids are at school, time for your self for just five minutes.
But wait there's work to go to first. So off You go. And as it's only up the road you walk. But you walk fast because
your favorite band are playing in your ears.
Great. Your all hot and bothered. Just enough time to powder your nose and such. Work is busy and mostly you like
busy, it makes the day go faster and soon you can go home. What was that noise? You ask yourself .Then you
realize it was your stomach telling you off for not eating breakfast....
Not to worry it'll soon be time for lunch. But this is the time when, the first thing you do when you get home is raid
the fridge, because it takes too long to make a sandwich when your this hungry. Mmmmm, much better, and most
refreshing, especially the coffee. Just as you take in the peace of the house and have taken off your shoes, you
notice the clock chimes three! Time to collect the lovely brood from school, so off You go.
Who can get a word in first about their day, everyone's so eager to tell one another. Even you, You need to say too.
It's so nice to walk through the front door for the last time today, there's dinner to make before settling down, have
a hug and watch television. All three fall asleep on you, and you're asleep with them too. Few! What a busy day, and
just think you'll do it all again tomorrow.
Copyright © Emma Buckeridge | Year Posted 2011
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