odespinner

Yesterday was my mother’s birthday. We had open house for friends and family. Booze, sushi and canapés were delivered in the morning. My mum was in good form despite recent health scares. It was a chance for me to meet all the lovely friends she has made at a local care centre. My prose poem went down well. Mum said it was well penned and encapsulated her life experiences.
My son cooked dinner and we left in an Uber replete, ignoring the stack of dishes and glasses…a good day was had by all.