I did not pay attention
I simply wasn't looking
perhaps it was the dog
but I was busy cooking
I felt a screen door slam
something left the house
it might just be the cat
or nothing but a mouse
I turned to stir potatoes
it could have been a ghost
the table must be set
I dare not burn the roast
dishes now need washing
and errands must be run
I wish I had more time
to join in childhood fun
something left the house
the children are all grown
now the chores are done
and now I dine alone
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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