Today I have
bought new socks for newly cleaned boys
ready to start another school year;
done three loads of washing
to “keep chaos away”
and called to a disobedient dog from behind flapping white sheets on the line
felt the prickle of too long grass on my ankles at the washing line;
Emptied pig shit out of a wheelbarrow
and felt the hot sun on my bare shoulders
and the whisper of a cool breeze.
Melted butter and syrup and mixed with flour and eggs and baking soda frothy in milk
to bake a chocolate cake for hungry mouths.
Watered fruit trees, yet to bear fruit, making promises for the future.
Given water to the rooster and checked on a hen brooding on eggs.
Played host to three giggling teenage girls, smiled at their parents and made small talk about the holidays now almost gone
Welcomed my silent son home and ushered him, sandy from the beach
into a hot tub.
Cooked a meal for eight, felt the gasp-making heat of an opened oven on my face.
Felt the hot soapy water on my hands, back aching, standing at the kitchen sink.
And finally, finally, sat down in the armchair wondering where Sunday has gone.