As soon as I am finished doing my chores
I'll be with you, we can then have a chat
Instill some wisdom through your pores
Even if you don't want it.
As soon as I am done churning and fretting
I'll pour you some milk into a glass
Let you eat some cereal from a bowl
Before I put you into the field.
As soon as I am done complaining
About the hot, muggy pea-soup fog
I'll let you ride on this tractor
Slow-motion ploughing, don't get stuck in the bog.
As soon as I am done gathering and collecting
Those monthly fees that pay for the farm
I will get off my throne, toss you a bone
Wrestle with you, maybe even twist your arm.
As soon as I quit holding my breath
Waiting for the cows to come home
I will be glad to pull you in a wagon
Build you a two-wheeler so you can roam
As soon as the sunsets on this work-filled day
I will muss up your hair, tell you I care
About how you will find a work more in line
With the person you are... as soon as I am done.
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Love and Irritations
PoesiaFacades are a fact of life, but some covers are true to life.