Poem -
Adult Requirements
Distressed pots and pans
lie dormant in the sink
Starting to pile up
A mountain of dirty dishware
of our own creation
They all gotta be
hand cleaned
and dried meticulously
Those are the rules
Not a joyous task
For the dishwasher is down
and there is no excess capital
laying around
to fix this convenience properly
So it falls on me
as it often does
to do the mundane drudgery
we were all signed up for
when we became
responsible adults
Excuse me
I gotta go make my frickin bed
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Hello Steve...
On average 40 years to be a Child now and 90 to be Adult Status?
Getting closer to the 50/50...
All the tantrums adults do I sometimes have to remind myself...
They're probably still just Adulting...
Many of us were on our own much younger without a Nanny or a Maid...
Now Teenagers aren't really interested in getting a Driver's License...
Two Worlds can collide for sure...
I'll let you go so you can make your Bed...
😊
Great write!
Thank you for sharing...
sparrowsong Ice Queen