Cindy

35,000 feet. Heading south.

Kelley

Just the Two of Us

You kick and you struggle
Scream and yell,
"It's only lunch," I say,
But you're so loud you
can't tell
That I'm trying to feed you
And get it quickly
Done.
Your crazy toddler antics
Are absolutely
No fun.
So I stop in the middle
Need to take a
Breath,
Laugh
Or pinch myself
That I've jumped into this
Mess.
"This time will quickly pass," they say
"You'll soon be sending them to school."
But your avocado face
And grimy food-stained hands
Go nowhere,
Time is where it stands.
You struggle and you kick
You scream and you fuss,
"It's just another lunch," I think
Just the two of us.