quiet saturday

quiet saturday..
sunlight streams through the windows
half the rooms are straightened but none of them are clean.
the whole house to myself
a temporary kingdom all my own
and the appliances obey all my commands
cleaning the dishes and the cloths
my favorite songs pour out the speakers on the desk
I sing along , off key and on
dancing in the pools of light warming the living room carpet
connected with the family, i've assurance that their world continues on
in happiness and tragedy
but right now i'm all alone
laughing and free