At its most catastrophic, When all hope is lost, We eye it up, say, Some Caribbean Island… The simple life, untethered, Mulled over with a wry smile, While scrubbing stains in the sink, Between dinner and bath time
The title alone! But yes, I think every parent in the world from the beginning of time would nod along with this poem 😁.
Lol yes, I read back over it from time to time and recite it to myself when I find myself back at the sink :)
We all dream.
Beautiful poem, great capture of one of those everyday challenges.
Thanks for reading and the comment ☺️
The title alone! But yes, I think every parent in the world from the beginning of time would nod along with this poem 😁.
Lol yes, I read back over it from time to time and recite it to myself when I find myself back at the sink :)
We all dream.
Beautiful poem, great capture of one of those everyday challenges.
Thanks for reading and the comment ☺️