retired and at the desk on Monday

before she leaves places a vase

of flowers upon my work station

she has made me a lunch

actually, lunches ready to go

Tupperware, slices of tomatoes

slices of red onion, lettuce cut

sliced ham, turkey, garlic bologna

these will be checked and refreshed

i have to put it all together

never once using a utensil, pan free lunch

i have mastered the microwave

i have my choices in bread too

but they are all the healthy ones

lots of natural grains, me and the birds

receive the same care

she dotes on everyone

if i need some snacks like nuts

i can check the yard

and see what the squirrels have left

there is always the fruit in the Tupperware

in case i want to blender up more health

i am well aware of what this is all about

those lectures on fast food

the perils of retirement and diet

so i keep to her wishes

she has my ear as that part of me

who loves the mother she is to me at times

listen to her every word

and when the temptation becomes a bit much

i meet her for lunch 

i have a bacon cheeseburger, fries

thus rivers converge in all honesty

in an ambiance devoted to the love we are

moments i steal her away from the day

my thiefdom, where forty thieves guard

what i behold across the table

 

3/3/19