Poem 324 – Toddlers

Putting out the tables,
hauling down the toys,
vacuuming the carpet.

Laying out a perfect
spread of fun before we
open up the doors.

Dodge incoming toddlers
running fast, heads down,
parents pulled in tow.

Others stand bewildered,
wondering why they’re here,
and who these strangers are.

Seek to find a way to
bring these lives together
and maybe learn to share.

Strive to turn a cry
into a smile and laugh,
and that’s just with the parents!

After clearing tables,
gather for refreshments,
rewind to the beginning.

Wednesday morning is Toddlers morning, when I get paid to work! Exhausting but wonderful.
(16.10.24)

© Ben Quant 2024
Photo by Tanaphong Toochinda on Unsplash

Poem 322 – My Diary

Each day more was added,
excited, bubbly, gushing,
full of life and joy.
A drip,
a drop,
a splash,
until the water teetered
and flowed onto the floor.
There, creating puddles,
it demanded that
a health and safety sign
should be erected declaring,
‘Slippery when Wet’.

I’ve just walked back in the rain from a school assembly. It was great fun, in fact I had a whale of a time, however, my diary could have done without it – there are just too many competing good things going on right now.
(14.10.24)

© Ben Quant 2024
Photo by Liu JiaWei on Unsplash