Thursday, January 8, 2009

Marks by Linda Pastan

My husband gives me an A
for last night's supper,
an incomplete for my ironing,
a B plus in bed.
My son says I am average,
an average mother, but if
I put my mind to it
I could improve.
My daughter believes
in Pass/Fail and tells me
I pass. Wait 'til they learn
I'm dropping out.

There's been a lot of talk on about poetry lately. I kind of liked this one, when Brad showed it to us.

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