Poetry

In the morning

before anyone else is awake.

Except the cats

I get to draw

and muse about life.

Sometimes I knit

if the weather is nice.

Outside

so I can watch the cats play.

Otherwise

I sit inside

and enjoy

my quiet time.

Juggling schedules.

Working with the changing weather.

More chocolate cravings.

Pumpkin spiced with nutmeg pies!

Other things spiced with nutmeg.

Food for the soul.

Hearty and delicious.

See the pumpkins begin to glow.

The leaves falling.

Resting in the gold and reds

before the snow begins to fall.

“Sick” is the excuse she uses.

Can I truly believe her?

Even though I have important things to do

They are all put aside to deal with my “sick” child.

Maybe tomorrow will be a better day.

Or maybe I will be “sick” too.

Confusion always reigns

in this household.

Why was that chore not done?

Who’s turn is it to do the dishes?

Am I the only one dong the errands?

Now with the political chaos

things are even more befuddled.

Sigh.

I have a roof over my head.

I have food to eat.

There is vehicle I can drive.

I have clothes to wear.

I have chances to wash things.

Including myself.

I have friends who care about me.

My world is small

but there are many large things in it.

Why is it that someone thinks they can do whatever they want?

What gives them that right?

I live here!

I don’t think you do.

Get out of my spot or revenge will be taken!

Or the throw back line will be used…

“You won’t like me when I’m angry!”

At the screen

my buttocks hurt.

The pillow slips

and I have to get up to readjust.

The arms of the chair

are so worn

the wood

peeks through the fabric covering.

At least the back still holds

and has not fallen off.

Yet.

The two I know.

Two more have shown up.

Beautiful colouring.

In the end

my two must stay inside

so I do not have any scratched faces.

Trust has been broken.

Do you believe them now?

Is it possible to still trust them?

Somedays it is hard to say.

So one day at a time

As they say.

It was yesterday

but not yesterday.

the day before yesterday

or the day before that.

Some yesterday

anyways.