A furrowed brow
in anger does repose
upon my face.
I scowl darkly
hiding my grimace from
the one behind me.
If ever there was a time
that patience a virtue
should be bestowed,
now would be it.
I suck in my breath
contort my features into a smile
and turn as if calm.
"Yes I will read you a bedtime story
Just as soon as I clean up this broken vase!"
No this didn't actually happen but it was one of those days!
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