Keep Evolving (Rev) Poem by Margaret Alice Second

I am returning to work next week - that is after 3
weeks of feeling free, of sleeping late, and doing
whatever appealed to me; - movie watching with
Nici & falling asleep on her bed, her chasing me
for my intrepid cheek, then cleaning the kitchen
and joking with my entertaining, clowning son

Helping to straighten bed sheets, laughing with
Linah, sharing secrets - like the chocolate cake
“donated” by her “mate”, the sun shining while I
am reading until falling asleep, again! - taking a
bath whenever I pleased; - since knowing I was
going to return to the office after surgery, I’ve

Lost control of the wee alien living in my mind, a
delinquent shouting & screaming, stamping his
feet, though he normally hangs from the rafters
in my head – he wants to live the good life while
my Puritan conscience insists it is time to return
to work, take up my cross, continue on my own

Via Dolorosa; yielding to my Calvinist perspective
is such a threat to the little inner pest who believes
I waste my life, but I love feeling free to frequent
the Internet researching new concepts and listen
to words forming music in my mind - and this is
the most important part of my job - if only

I could get my little inner alien to understand all
of life’s challenges are just part of a game so he
should enjoy everything: even when failing we’re
simply growing, finding a new place from where
we shall keep evolving…