A Day of Mine

I have most of the time
for me and for me alone.
I move around the house
with little focus.

I do very little work
cooking and arranging
the house. At times
they turn a bully.

With the wooden doors
windows, and furniture
I stay for a while, till
my helper enters.

I watch him work,
sweep and mop,
clean the cooked vessels,
a bustle bit noisy.

He packs the food
and leaves me
to the old good time
I wait for my spouse.

Once he comes,exists
a hustle and a bustle
then back to the quietening
serenity. The day draws to a close!