Things to do
They call
I try to hide
I tiptoe quickly
Up the stairs
Slip behind a door
Sneak outside
Things to do
They ring
Like company
They just pop in
And peek through
Window pane
And I retreat to shadow
In the wings
Hold my breath
And pray
They go away
Things to do
They wait
They know my tricks
My methods of escape
They build a blind
And patiently they sit
And when my guard is down
They ambush me
And circle round
I struggle
Strain
Resist
The things to do
But then
To keep things fair
I cheerfully submit




Sara Mathews     July 2016