There’ll be no live music, no broken strings.
Every light switched off at bedtime, nothing
left on, no nightly raids, no sudden noise,
no extra-late breakfast weekend mornings.
No sprawl of papers and text books, no trails
of missing laces, no urgent emails
on deadlines and sudden requests to pick up,
no fridge surface cluttered with school details.
How clean will the rooms get?! how organised
the cushions on the sofa, harmonised
dining chairs singing as a perfect choir
flush against the table, neat, civilised.
But a bit more lifeless this life, more sterile
without your hands around it, without your smile.
I have been immersed in post-18 pathway possibilities lately. Less than one year to go before I become mum-of-grown-up-child, yay! n yikes! And a sliver more than a year before the fledgling flies...
In more uniformly cheery news, the sign ups at Write...Edit...Publish... are now open for the June Challenge. Sign up now and post on 20th on Unravelled Yarns...Click the link for details.
