A wonderful day

I had to go see the doctor today.

 Standing on a library ladder,

 The corner of a book

Caught my head.

 …A sore lump

 Relates the rest

Of that story.

Emerging

 Into the mid-ninety degree day,

 A sprint to

 A mid-day appointment

Left me in chance-medley.

 I arrived behindhand,

Smelly and unkempt.

 Who wants to hire

A disorganised character?

Having lost my job

 Before I even started,

 I headed home

 Head hung,

Completely ill-humored.

 The plumber came running

 Out my front door

 Drenched in precious water,

Confessing his fault.

A problem

 He aimed to fix

 He worsened.

 Now my house

 He quite flooded.

 I am a strong,

Tenacious citizen.

 I don’t complain

 I find a solution.

So I pick up the phone

 In search of my brother

 The excellent plumber

 I disagreed with

Just last week.

 “Your brother is out,”

 Or so his wife claims.

 He got a promotion;

 They are moving to LA.

 Why don’t I

 Know about this?

 “Because you two haven’t been

 On speaking terms,

Of course!”

 Suzanne quips.

She sounds

Inappropriately triumphant.

 -She never liked

Me much.

 Time to throw in

The wretched towel.

 Let’s call it

 A write-off,

 An evil 24 hours

 I say.

But incontinently

 You show up

 Donning a warm

Summer’s day smile.

 One thing

 Have I noticed.

 All that is disagreeable

 Flees whenever

 You turn the corner.

 All that is unexceptional

 Dulls when you

 Take your seat,

Next to mine.

We haven’t talked

In a pretty long while.

 “Busy, busy, busy,”

My standard excuse.

 But now

 Here you are.

 And suddenly,

 This past 24 hours

 Has been the

 Best day of my life…

By Tebogo Ndlovu  ( Zimbabwe )

 *First posted: http://tebogondlovu.wordpress.com/2012/06/27/defining-wonderful/


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