I carry with me
As you will soon see
Quite a bit of un-wheeled bulky baggage:
A property that’s
substantially taxed
In disrepair and heavily mortgaged
In residence are three
Who test my sanity
Hormonally challenged teenagers
They’re angst plagued souls
But they have goals
In the end they’ll be fine- I’d wager
More responsibility
Another group of three
A big dog, a small dog, a huge reptile
Providing for all
On an income that’s small
A challenge with which I will reconcile
Into a corner I’m painted
Slow drying paint I’m aquatinted
I’ve made choices, this is recompense
In another five years
The floor dried beyond fears
Dancing on it will then recommence
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The Daily Post
Dec 26, 2014
Daily Prompt
Tight Corner
Have you ever managed to paint yourself into the proverbial corner because of your words? What did you do while waiting for them “to dry”?
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