Here's REALLY hoping they get better as the month goes on, but the week is slipping by and I was desperate, so here you go.
Ode to the Morning Routine Around Here
Shall I compare thee—“two girls want to eat!”
Cereal flakes, buttered waffles or toast?
Milk first, the kettle filled, Sesame Street
Cued on the laptop—the one you like most.
Batter my heart three—“scrambled eggs and cheese!”
Where is the frying pan? Still in the sink—
Crusted with last night’s leftovers and grease
By the bananas beginning to stink.
I caught this morning—“the milk on the floor
Needs to be wiped! But I didn’t mean it!
Just an accident—I’ll do it no more.
Especially if you make me
Writing a sonnet in the morning is
Not easy when you’re waiting on two kids.
Now, where's yours?