Spring. Spring

Please come fast …

The cooking is one thing

But watching him on his knees

Polishing the legs of our dining room chairs

And commenting on every scratch

Doesn’t send me over the moon…

He’s got cabin fever

It’s driving me nuts…

Now he’s got a paring knife

To get in the crevices to get out more dust

Between the baseboard and the wall…

Spring spring please come fast

I need this guy out of my house

On the golf course

With his focus on the ball…