A perfectly maneuvered military operation
executed with brilliant precision, hubby
helped Tiaan to make a paper cylinder
Nici did the cutting, prepared print-outs
I checked writing, all prepared dinner -
chicken, salad and vegetables
Somehow a sweet, loving atmosphere
pervading everything tonight, Tiaan
went off to read The Fountainhead
by Ayn Rand, he had finished Mila
XVIII by Leon Uris long ago, hubby
is smiling, Tiaan started playing
Water polo, Nici is playing baseball, the
kids often exercise on the apparatus in
the sun room which I carefully eschew,
after watching a sit-com, we find adver-
tisements the most riveting, especially
- did you know the monkey
stole my Savana – no, but if you hum it
I can play it - the barman says, playing
his ukulele, I sigh happily, sitting with
family in front of the TV…
Thursday 13 July 2009
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