The chores get done
The lessons get planned
The emails get sent
Sniffle
The car gets gas
The groceries get bought
The toilet gets cleaned
The package gets mailed
Cough
The alarm gets set
The students get taught
The meetings get met
The phone calls get answered
Sneeze
The dinner gets cooked
The carpet gets vacuumed
The clothes get washed
The texts get sent
Shiver
The weekend gets here
The break gets here
The alarm goes off
The germs catch up.
Sleep. Medicate. Sleep some more.
The alarm goes off
The chores get done....
Oh, the daily grind, and how life does not stop for us! I think I read somewhere, once, that the trouble with daily life is that it's just so daily. This poem packs a punch in its simple truths and form. Nicely crafted. :)
ReplyDeleteVery kind of you to say, Fran...and the daily life is a tad more enjoyable without the sinus issues, I can add! :-)
DeleteYou truly make me appreciate retirement!!! love Ya, Dad.
ReplyDeleteOh, the R word...still at least a decade or more away...
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