For Afternoons Like These...

For Afternoons Like These

Whenever life should press upon me so
That all I see is what I have to give,
So that my dreams and vision only show
Their lacking in the life I chose to live,
Then do I sigh a breath, a wish for wings
To sail me out of taxes, bills, and debt,
That I had been a fool for all these things
Would almost force an action to beset,
But then I pause, for on this table here
I see a bowl of fruit loops all askew,
The sight of everything that I hold dear,
A mess of tiny footwear keeps me true.
My children! Oh, my loves! Let life enthrall-
For afternoons like these I'd give it all.

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