December 13, 2013

Making Bed

By rote,
I make our bed
each morning,
just as I was taught
by my drill sergeant
and my mother,
who, it seems,
must have conspired

working long hours
to rein in
bad behavior,
failing, by most accounts,
for this one endeavor.

So I can 
bounce a quarter 
off our taut blanket;
a trick like most 
any other,
once learned,
is remembered,
both now and forever.