Days have gone by
with no words to another
that stands over 4 ft tall
she lives in a world of
two year old vocab and
hours of legos and dolls.
An errand offers her a change
a chance to exchange
normality with other adults
even thou days can often mean
adult lingo has slipped away fast
words have left the room and panic
releases mouthfuls of jabbering
on everything under the moon.
The store clerk hands her the receipt
half-smiling, exhausted, he says,
“Have a nice day!”
© River 4/11
7 comments:
Very observant. I love the way you weave the poem to convey your meaning.
Thank you. When my daughter was younger I was that woman. Now, I find myself feeling the same working from home. :)
very good River!
perfect J word!
Thank you, Hope :)
You nailed it! My poor husband works in sales, and he'd come home tired from talking to people while I was just itching for adult conversation. Lucky for me, he's a patient man. I also remember loving talk radio just to hear grown-ups talk.
I'm so glad to have found your great blog. I'm stopping by from the A to Z challenge and I look forward to reading more from you.
Thank you Sylvia and Shelli.
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