Mother Poet on Holiday
I would write a poem but:
Lego Batman needs his arm
putting back on
it’s handwriting practise time
the neighbor has brought over
a rhubarb pie
it’s stopped raining so we should
stride the fields
swallow some fresh air
pork chops won’t cook themselves
someone wants to microwave popcorn
two brothers argue and the third calls
for a mediator
So this was all I managed
before my husband wanted
to show me,
he bought a ukelele