Friday Afternoon

renovation rumination

Friday afternoon and I await brown rice
Which takes awhile but is well worth waiting for
The mail came and went and it would have been nice
To get my Vanity Fair or something more
Than advertisements not really meant for me

Or better still I could have gotten a book
That hardcover edition I want to see
And have handy that my guests might have a look
At what I do here while time flies as it lies
Couched upon the coffee table casually

Tonight a new student will ring at my door
But at least he is not coming by surprise
I suppose a softcover will have to do
Autographed yet presented with modesty
I hope he rents a room but wish he were you
I have a secret new telephone number
Which only you and a chosen few may know

The garage is stacked with all sorts of lumber
And we make daily progress however slow
Toward building a stairway to heaven that we
Can use to escape to our sanctuary
High up in the ghost rooms above everyone
From the university down here below
We two can play up there when our work is done

Leave the students and their cares behind downstairs
Having done our homework now let them do theirs

+Steven Curtis Lance



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