Nancy L. Meek

ONE RAINY EVENING

Your tummies have been fed,
the dishes washed and dried,
the bills have all been paid
and your family’s by your side,
but, there’s nothing left to do
but enjoy some peace together,
play a game or watch the tube
or curse the blasted weather,
or get into an argument… again,
on what channel you will view,
or who cheated playing checkers
or who ripped the board in two,
as the four of you in harmony
pull your fingers from the dam
then march off to your bedrooms…
Slam!… Slam!… Slam!… Slam!