eight by eight
counter
sink
fridge
stove
cupboards
her space
command centre
and if offspring entered
she'd scold or tease
(depending on patience)
out from under my heels
accurate for the first two
but by the time the sixth
intruded the zone
some had passed her in height
supper would be ready
when her man entered
lunchbox in hand
exhausted
and always something for his sweet tooth
chocolate cake
chocolate chip cookie
chocolate haystack
(yes, theme noted)
sometimes dishes right after supper
sometimes after their 6 o'clock news
teacups in hand
strong
later she'd prepare lunches
a relaxed flurry
bread and sandwich meat and snacks and fruit and wax paper and lunchbags and boxes
then
she'd find her book and her chair
and sink into both
before bedtime
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