A tired and frustrated mother comes home
She walks up the stairs
She puts her bag on the bed
She takes off her coat and puts it on the bed too
On her bed she puts the scent of ‘perfect home-baked scones’ after the meeting
On her bed she puts the F report marked by her son’s teacher
On her bed she puts the stares and critics
The sigh of disappointments
The late nights working on a school project
Her babysitter’s encouraging words
She puts her hard-working hours for a better future on the bed
Taking her bedside photo, wishing her husband was here for a greater future, as she puts it on the bed next to her
The husband she wished away
As the thought of disappointment appears
She puts it on the bed
What if this is all a mistake?
And she is not spending enough time here?
She puts her body on the bed
All these on the bed
Her body is becoming heavy
But the bed is still steady
She kicks off her shoes and puts these on the bed
Although her bed is creaking, it is made to last
It can still hold a whole buffalo