Repletion Mode — An Other’s Day Poem
©May 11th, 2014
By Vijaya Sundaram
Mother Day yawns
I lie in bed.
Birds unfold the day.
I lie in bed.
Sounds of household peeling.
I lie in bed.
Sunshine splintering.
I lie in bed.
Cup of coffee in husband’s hand.
Bounce of daughter and dog on bed.
I arise, a sea creature,
From torpid dreams.
Tiredness rears over me
I drown in enervation.
Yet, slowly, slowly,
Depletion mode gives way,
Slowly getting replete again,
Slowly, slowly now.
Oh, so slowly.
I sit up and hug my child.
It’s Other’s Day.
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