04-14-2014, 06:59 AM
Kitchen table
Mornings are filled with tantrums
my kids aren’t the a.m. kind
escaping boots and small jackets
they crawl underneath me to hide.
Afternoons I’m filled with homework
as my kids practice writing their names
they’re done using me as a teether
but I’m proud of their growth every day.
All gather around me each evening
as the windows stop letting in light
they pile me high with their supper
stay laughing till late in the night.
On my favorites I support the children
as sleepy heads end up on me,
their drool pooling on my dark varnish
I’ll always stand for them faithfully.
Mornings are filled with tantrums
my kids aren’t the a.m. kind
escaping boots and small jackets
they crawl underneath me to hide.
Afternoons I’m filled with homework
as my kids practice writing their names
they’re done using me as a teether
but I’m proud of their growth every day.
All gather around me each evening
as the windows stop letting in light
they pile me high with their supper
stay laughing till late in the night.
On my favorites I support the children
as sleepy heads end up on me,
their drool pooling on my dark varnish
I’ll always stand for them faithfully.
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The howling beast is back.
The howling beast is back.