holiday

twas unexpected, something new
work says, here's a holiday for you!
my auntie called, said bring your babe
up for  egg hunting on  easter day.

a family gathering at the farm
we'll have fun from dusk till dawn
watching grandkids from the porch
bounce ,hunt, sceam till they are hoarse.


the day has arrived now, so quick.
so much to do, the tasks are thick.
i thought i'd planned for enough time
but writing stole it from me again.

so i'll have to leave this all for now
no internet in the hinterlands. i avow
i'll return with new poems to post
to read yours as if poetry Host.