Time for quiet and peace
Wife's with her friends
Quiet at home
Sometimes nice, being alone
Lock the door, start to lay down
Wallet on dresser
Along with my-
Where are my keys?
Well I just drove home
They must be here
If they fell in the yard
Hmm-provokes some fear
First I'll rest-
Let's find them first
I just hate this concern
It will grow till I burst
I Search the couch
I Savage the chair
I Look in my coat
This isn't fair
I kick the cat's bowl
And yell at the dog
I want to be clear
Of anxiety's fog
I cuss at the walls
And slam the garage door
Throw around papers
And stomp on the floor
Fit to be tied
O'er missing a nap
On the door I hear knocking
A light tap, tap, tap
The neighbor says
'Greetings, good day
I noticed your keys
In the door today'
'Thank you sir,
You are awfully kind
I hope you aren't thinking
They slipped my mind'
He said: 'Oh; no
I'm sure all the noise
Was a regular part
Of your natural poise.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ray, a well captured idea. We've all done it.