Friday Afternoon

It’s warm today, a sunlit room
My day has slowly gone.
I’ve watched few things
Begin and end:
Shows and movies and books on file,
Nothing really seems worthwhile.
 
Children arrive stumbling through the door,
School’s out and now I’m in for more.
Screaming and fighting,
They’re too excited for the week to end.
I’m through with this!
They’ll drive me ’round the bend!
 
Watching them buzz,
Around and Around,
How do they keep going and going?
Where does the reservoir end?
Trying to direct them is half the task,
The other is keeping on the patient mask.
 
I must shake my head at myself,
Listening to off key singing is far too amusing.
Lyrics parroted back still  in keeping with the beat,
The other doing a credible imitation of rap on the street.
My kitty, so soft and sweet, climbs up on my lap,
Making sure to bump my face and give me my love tap.
 
A knock on the door receives not a single surprise,
A friend wants to play with very hopeful eyes.
Except works not yet done,
Just a little bit left to do.
Somehow I don’t think I’ll make it through,
Just a little bit more to do…
 
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image: martha0stout’s phone