I use the first one to pry myself out of bed.
The second I use to have make coffee,
It helps with the stirring.
Porridge for breakfast?
One spoonful after another.
My day seems calm enough to start.
I count my spoons and think
I might have enough to get through today.
Then halfway through the day
I have used a spoon to avert
a crisis in the plumbing.
Another goes talking to the technician.
A phone call from the school?
By the time the kids get home from school
I have no spoons left.
Not even one to stir the empty pot on the stove.
Supper may just be water tonight.
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