there will be no train journey today, illness has taken it's toll
too bad.
Listen to the son get up, turning into a long haired teenager
he is happy to go to school
The cat is up and begging
The wife makes the son a sandwich
and she goes back to bed
Get up, put on clothes, write the excuses for work.
And sent them off,
Sit at the table what to do now
See the doctor or the dentist?
Or both?
Or neither¿
never mind
it is a sunny day, a day to go to the park on.
The clock is ticking, time
The same things every day
or much the same.
an era passing
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