SHADOW SHOT SUNDAY
My son has a house full of quirk,
Unexpected, yet all seems to work.
Doors lead where we never expect,
And nothing is straight-line direct.
Interleadings surprise at each turn
And the layout is tricky to learn!
A bedroom's beyond this glassed door,
Yet we stand on the sunroom's paved floor!
One step, and, should Greg have the urge,
He can wake, and, still yawning, emerge
To enjoy the first rays of the sun
And drink coffee! The day has begun!
Except he has two little boys
Who wake-up with a great deal of noise
And make a considerable mark
On his life while, as yet, it is dark!
Still, in time, they'll be teenagers! Then,
In no time at all, they'll be men.
When life is no longer so taxing,
He'll emerge and enjoy his relaxing.
It's a glamorous job, no doubt,
Using all this modern technology.
And females do it! My word!
It goes against their biology!
They speak in dulcet tones;
Their plugs are deftly wielded;
And awkward questions at times,
Are equally deftly fielded.
Not a hair is out of place,
And no-one thinks of chatting.
It's better than sitting at home,
Learning to cook, or tatting.
They feel the commercial world
Is there at their finger-tips.
But, darlings, can't you see,
It's not doing a thing for your hips!
Two witty poems, and great photos too! Happy Holidays!
I love the shot of the sun in the sunroom, Brenda, and your poem is so true... your grandsons will grow up faster than you can blink.
Wishing you all good things for the festive season and throughout the coming year.
Kay, Alberta, Canada
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Merry Christmas from Helsinki and Casablanca!
Two clever ones for sure. Those ladies in the bottom image would surely have been busy on Christmas.
Fun poetry...and fitting shadow shots!
that little nook is perfect for drinking coffee - love the shot & the poem!
Love the shadows in that little room- and enjoyed the poem very much!
(I like to write poems too-and post them often on my blogs)
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