There we were at the table for four,
My wife and two kids
Who could ask for more?
Except life wasn’t all,
That you would think
The waiter came round,
Saw I needed a drink
As his eyes met mine
Before anything said,
He acknowledged the madness
Running round my head
My wife is complaining I work too much,
She sees me an hour a night
But in the same breath she questions me
About summer vacation,
With our Business Class flight
My Daughter is texting her BFFL,
Not one word to me has she spoke
My son, fighting the Angry Birds,
Hyper, while sipping his third round of Coke
I am exhausted and just want to sleep
The stress of the day,
Flowing through my mind
I ask for the bill and pay my tab,
Wondering if,
This Family’s mine
The deterioration of the modern family….
-Heather
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