PB Life's a Little Weird

My Life’s a Little Different

I dry my hair.

He jumps up and down beside me.

I burn my finger.

She laughs.

I vacuum the floor.

He hugs the vacuum cleaner.

We have fun chatting,

even though she can’t talk.

I delight in his music

as he plays the vacuum cleaner hose.

I’m busy writing a novel

and she wants me to arrange

dozens of items on her lap in order.

I shop as I push her in her wheelchair

and he follows behind the cart.

I have to be careful where I put my teabags

so he doesn’t eat them.

I brush my teeth

and I brush theirs.

I do my exercises.

He wants to dance.

I wake up in the morning saying hello

as she says hello back.

I relax in the living room

and in he walks

with his pants around his ankles.

The calendar says October

and she’s ready for Christmas.

I pray in the morning

and he drools on my head.

Life’s a little weird sometimes.