As I leave the tablecloth askew again
I frown one more time and some more
“Now out both of you double quick,
I’ll hear no excuses no more!
Look what my home has become
Do you think it is inhabitable any more?”
My kids giggle as is their wont
This tirade is nothing new
Every day on this stage
This act is repeated anew.
As I stifle a smile, I very well know
Time is fleeting by so fast
I’ll miss all this when they go
And all this will be a thing of past.
So I let the clutter pile and leave the stained tablecloth
Let me savour this moment of bliss
I’ll fix the mess later as well as the tablecloth
When my tired bones are in need of a fix.