Monday, September 19, 2016

Mitten throw

Each of us is not in charge of everything.

When people visit
We clean off the table
Pick up the living room
Make sure the piles of things
Are behind the chair.
The kitten is herself
Too small to blame
For everything
Out of place.
As I write
I see the mitten she uses
To play the game
We call
Mitten throw
In the doorway
Between the kitchen
And the dining room.
Soon that mitten
Will find its way
Into the water dish
Onto the stairs
At my feet.
We are not in charge
Of the mitten.

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