I’m too
mature, too
advanced, far too
old to watch Cara and Christopher’s
Saturday morning cartoons
Smurfs and Care Bears and He-Man.
Even Scooby-Scooby-
feels so repetitive and childish.
But Christopher
lines couch cushions along our floor,
Cara piles up blankets galore,
sprinkles pillows on top the rest
making such a snug, inviting nest,
I can’t seem to disengage and
. . . if it wasn’t for you meddling kids . . .
I kick off my shoes
and don’t act my age.