Solitude

This is every mother's dream- just an hour or two alone. We go to the bathroom with an entourage, fix supper with one attached to our leg, and have to go through the slight invasion of privacy of having to try on outfits in the handicap TJ Maxx dressing room while 3 pair of eyes are fixed on us and our mommy figure. Time alone is a bit lacking. Daddy can escape "outside" but mommy- well, being mommy is another story. Maybe I'd watch a decorating show, maybe I'd go through my closet, maybe I'd lay in my hammock, pray or play the piano. Solitude- it's more than a luxury. It is a necessity.

Solitude

 Oh Solitude, bleak and grey

If some love has flown away

If another takes your place

If you've wandered far from Grace

Solitude- a lonely word?

One that's rarely ever heard

In a home of padding feet,

screeching voices begging treats

Solitude- the great unknown

Quite extinct in modern homes

Perhaps within but not without

Might one tend to have a bout with

Solitude- neither bleak nor grey

Let one have a sunny day

Day of leisure, day of ease

When there's only one to please

This type repose will surely do

Oh, Solitude- I welcome you!