It is hard to wear a smile on your face when you are at work
Then your mind now brightens to bring you out of the days murk
For what joy as the clocks hands get to five at night
You jump in your car and join all the workers drive back home
Now with flowers for wife from lady with her curbside stall
Knowing that you will get a kiss from your loves at the door
As the kids come rushing out looking for candy or more
You wife has your slippers ready at your own arm chair
And what a sound of relief as the kids discover you there
Both son and daughter draw closer hoping to sit on your lap
Now doubt to tell you what they've been up to today at school
As you see the marks from the teacher they have received
Then in comes the dog with woof and wag of his tail
Jealous of course with the kids as he utters a wail
Then finally everyone starts to settle down at last
As my wife finally calls us in for our repast
For nothing is quite like the joy of family life
With the lasting love and care we have for each other
How precious these years will seem when we are older
Teaching us to make the most of each and every day
We will smile and cherish these times when we are old and grey
Good that you looj back with smiles. Have a nice Wednesday Robin
ReplyDeleteMuch💝love
A warm and cozy home filled with love is a blessing.
ReplyDeleteIdyllic for sure!
ReplyDeleteThe family life you describe, the coming home of bread earners, is 59's and 69's TV family life's perfect home. Did you have "Father knows best" in the Aus?
ReplyDeleteAt the time we took it for granted and now is but a memory. Nicely written, you covered it well. My favorite is the dog's welcome, that still goes on.
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Finally I found the "Revert to" the old dasboard link is LOWER LEFT, BOTTOM LINE, LINE OF THE LEFT MARGIN COLUMN. Do that before (it may be there after) you open the one you want to work on.
ReplyDeleteI just went my blog again now and it still is the old format that i changed to earlier. The button now says, "Try the new blogger."
I'll see if I have to do that now again after powering down or if it stayed reset.
Best wishes with your choice. I'll be keeping the old for a while.
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This is incredibly evocative, Robin!💝💝
ReplyDeleteOh, the joy of going home after a long, hard day at work, Robin. I remember it well, I didn’t always get the wonderful warm greeting you describe in your poem, at least not while I was a single mum, but it was worth waiting for. Now I’m retired, I am the one waiting with a greeting and a coffee.
ReplyDeleteCherishing good times past is certain worth a smile or two or a hundred-two!
ReplyDeleteLooking back with fondness and smiles is wonderful, Robin.
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