disgruntled
frustrated
holding a grudge
not against
as if slighted
just holding
foolish I know
knew it from the moment I held it in my hand yet there it was
rolling around my palm all the day long
as I painted my sons garage
alone
had to run for more supplies
alone
battled the grocery store for provisions
alone
to other son’s home vacuummed floors washed walls
alone
no one said I must
nor even expects it
well maybe one does….
I just do it
hold myself to the level
that never quite settles into balance
nor finds its equelibrium
I’ve said I like
alone
I really do too
but some tasks
some life
needs an
along.