Poem: The Secretary Can't Keep Track of Everything
Where does the time go?
Huge calendar with all the dates
written in color coded marker
red for me, blue for the kids
green are husband's events
Notifications ring out
on my computer.
Post-its, planners
timers, countdowns
I remind everyone days
hours, minutes in advance
Carving out time
to squeeze in appointments...
...and somehow they always run late
or completely forget.
What more can you do?
I'm their mother, I'm his wife
but I feel like their
secretary.
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