House Rules Poem by William Coyne

House Rules



A few house rules for the treatment of visiting children

Empty nests feel like a tomb,
a sad antithesis to the womb.

Therefore,

Money once frittered on fine jams and jellies,
must now be reserved for tinier bellies.

A neighboring child will serve just as well
to gobble excess candy and caramels.

Invite your small creatures to write on the walls,
run up and down stairs, and litter the halls.

Insist they lay hidden to frighten a sibling,
and sweeten the air with infinite quibbling.

Stories must echo and verses must rhyme,
cookies and milk must be served at bedtime.

Kisses and hugs must liberally spew,
bunches and bunches, never a few.

And when they grow older and move far away,
make certain they text you or write every day.

Sunday, November 1, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: absence
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Pamela Sinicrope 17 November 2015

That was lovely William... I'll take your advice to heart! Thanks for sharing your poems! :)

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William Coyne

William Coyne

Chicago, Illinois
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