Conkers

Take One:

‘Guess what I found on the path!’

You say with a grin whilst holding up two conkers.

‘Ah! ‘ I reply. ‘Conkers’

Take Two:

Those same conkers now sit on damp kitchen paper

In two glasses right in the middle of the window sill.

‘Ugh!’ the tidy-freak me sputters. ‘Conkers!’

Take Three:

I’m struck with the thought that in just a few years

This house will be perfect . . .but you and your conkers will be gone.

‘Oh!’ I declare. ‘What marvelous conkers!’

Copyright Jane Grant-Abban 2009