My sons came home
\nto help my arthritic shoulders
\nraise high the roof
\n(read: install a new ceiling
\nin the upstairs bathroom).<\/p>\n
The old ceiling has been flaky:
\npaint and plaster
\nfalling like errant snow.<\/p>\n
The word “help” is relative:
\nthey let me re-plumb
\nthe shower head
\nso I had something to do.<\/p>\n
My job was mainly
\nbasking in their joy
\nand letting them
\n“help” most of the work.<\/p>\n
My joy was watching
\nthese two men
\nwho used to play
\naround my ankles
\nraise me high
\nover their hearts.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
My sons came home to help my arthritic shoulders raise high the roof (read: install a new ceiling in the upstairs bathroom). The old ceiling has been flaky: paint and plaster falling like errant snow. The word “help” is relative: … Continue reading