a long fifteen

September 22, 2009 | Filed Under familial, ordinary 

the day in a box, pieces of it rolling across the bottom. we finally went to the park and sat under the trees, ran, swinging, the gathering of giant acorns. later there was breakfast for dinner, the kids in bed late, and sharon sneaking into the night to see us. soon i will toss myself into bed with lola, her golden hair in a whirl on the pillow, all of the laundry in the house in a heap at the end of the bed. and after that comes the morning, the boys bickering over legos in their room, the sky still dark, that early morning bird cantankerous at the window, the low sleeping sounds of ernie, the stretch, the mouth of a yawning headache, henry serving everyone breakfast, the coffee taking too long, the new day in a new box, pieces of it rolling across the bottom.

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