Poetic Asides Day 20

Day 20  a family poem

Getting to Know You

 The mother-in-law

It was the salty taste

of that pale green cucumber

that did it. We both

rolled the juicy slices

in our mouths, rolled our eyes

in appreciation.

A moment of healthy connection.

The father-in-law

The three chooks step gingerly

around their scratching ground,

the fence a testament to a man’s

view of DIY: just do it. Driving

buses might have ruined a back,

but not that sense of a man’s back yard

being his castle, farm and kingdom.

The daughter

I peered into the silver-striped

paper bag: not one but five

Lindt Excellence DARK

packs. “You know me well.

I’ll give these little gold-wrapped

eggs to your Nan.” “Oh no, Mum,

those are dark too. For you.”

Me

I find it remarkably easy

to get there without GPS

and to arrive home without

wrong turnings.  Somehow

the afternoon made sense.

I begin to make plans for

their visit, me as hostess.