The family wished for a tidy house,
say the sparkling granite countertops;
however, the dust covered boxes stacked on the chest
in front of the bare wall hints that
there are still things to be sorted, and
the pile of curtain panels tossed in the chair sighs-
some things must wait. The wait is long-
retorts the leaning curtain rod still boxed
beside the shade draped windows brightly lit with sunshine.
Sit. Invites the dancing fire surrounded by family photos
above the mantle. Nap urges the soft, fuzzy blanket
and down filled pillows of the comfy couch
warmed by the fall sunshine.
Relax tempts the soft gray walls
around the sunken jetted tub
with the bronze faucet.
Sadly, Thanksgiving is over grumbles the Tupperware
stacked tightly in the packed refrigerator;
the mountains of papers
whimper that there is work to do.
Seventeen days, whispers the digital calendar
crowded with events and duties
calling the family back to work and school.