She reins
When he returns from work, tired
he may be, but
His tiredness is not understood;
From school their youth have returned, (nowhere to be seen)
May be busy playing games in their room.
‘I want that shed down because the spring is racing
Yours are so slow, your paces’
Grandma’s retired and his wife likewise
Has nothing to do, but rein!
But, she seems to understand only her defiance
While he feels like a victim of theft!
His tiredness is not understood;
From school their youth have returned, (nowhere to be seen)
May be busy playing games in their room.
Downstairs, his wife her voice
raises,
Before he undoes his laces:‘I want that shed down because the spring is racing
Yours are so slow, your paces’
And he thinks his children’s
honorary grandma
Has been on the phone to her
againGrandma’s retired and his wife likewise
Has nothing to do, but rein!
He tell her often, through his
silence
That a handful soul he’s been leftBut, she seems to understand only her defiance
While he feels like a victim of theft!
Perparim 2011
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