Saturday, 27 June 2015

My son is back home

I try to think back
When I was a teenager
What music I played

My son is back home
Now shaking the foundations
Head banging music

We cower alone
While the rock band plays its stuff
The dog looks frightened

I'll take him walkies
My wife offers, smiling at me
The dog wags his tail

Outside it's raining
I love walking in the rain
I say, getting up

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1 comment:

  1. Ouch...i would ground him and turn the electricity off...then run away!