Squirrels In the Attic
I awoke this morning to a scurrying of something overhead Squirrels in the attic? You haven’t had an attic in 60 years Neighbors above me? Off on a trip, last I heard Oh yes, oh yes
It’s my grandchildren, Scarlett and Theo Of course, two little sunflowers surging for the sun Escaping from the stillness of the family bed Knowing mom is sure to follow Theo hell bent to explore everything behind every door Happy to be distracted by a juicy drawer Scattering objects in his wake Scarlett dedicated to an early start on her allotted TV time Vigilant to the assemblage of her appointed audience Mom and Dad and me Oh yes, oh yes
Once more it comes, my blessed dilemma Should I celebrate my waking by reveling in the sounds of family rising Smiling in my bed, in my heart Or should I race to join the fray knowing mom and coffee are sure to follow
How coldly comes the answer They’ve gone back to Kansas City It was the scurry of your brain, then Peeling back the numbness of your heart so it could assimilate your loss and begin anew to search the question Will I be alright, being once again alone
Oh yes, oh yes My faith would have it so Oh yes, oh yes But oh….