Posted in Life, New, Poetry

THE PHONE

2/05/2013
6:59 PM
As we were preparing
Early in the morning
Hubby’s phone was misplaced
We have a hard time looking.
 
Our preschooler always love
To hide things that she likes
You can’t easily find it
Need to tease her first.
 
Several hours had passed
Still she did not confess
Where the mobile is
Anger in my heart i tried to resist.
 
Looking everywhere
Above the shelves and under the covers
It’s been awhile since i’ve been irritated
Only to find it sitting under the chair.
 
I feel the relief when i finally have it
Daddy will be happy to receive the treat
He’d gone to the office without his unit
This is one circumstance that i could not forget.
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