Who's Kidding Who? by Christine Stromberg - HTML preview

The Start of Another Day

I wake from a good night’s sleep for once

as the sunlight streams through the window,

growl hello to the cat - my mezzo soprano

is coming out basso profundo.

No energy yet to rise and shine

I submit to her feline wishes

and contemplate having to go downstairs

and deal with a sinkful of dishes.

When the caterwauling becomes intense

I turn myself onto my side

push myself up to a sitting pose

and wait for the room to subside.

I follow her to the bathroom

- she knows my habits well -

then, ablutions done, we go downstairs

to the unkempt kitchen from hell.

©  July 2014