Captain Me Planet

That although my children have been alternately ill, the very sound of their little voices are starting to make me bang my own head in with the sledge hammer we’re using for Project Kitchen Remodel? This house is getting very. very. small.

Oh cabinets, oh cabinets,
you’ve served me so well here.
You’re ever sticking drawers
to my heart are almost dear.

You’ve held all my plates,
cups and saucers, too.
You’ve stood stong against the ants,
as they tried to stage a coup.

Your hinges, although outdated
have staid strong, and bold and true,
as I’ve vented different tantrums
by slamming your very doors against you.

Your numerous layers of dripping paint
have never interfered
with the duty you’ve so well executed
holding many bowls, multi-tiered.

Oh cabinets, oh cabinets,
your 50 years have seen,
endless patterns of china,
yet still, you do not lean.

But alas the time has come
to update our kitchen look,
and while you’ve held your own,
we’ve got a de-sign book.

My new drawers slide out smoothly,
each door will actually close.
The shelves will be adjustable,
with glasses lined up in neat rows.

I cannot say I’ll miss you,
although I’ll remember you oft
Your replacement is just younger,
your memory will not be scoffed.

It is time to say goodbye,
with crowbar by my side.
I hope that in your service,
you can feel the great pride,

That comes from being in
our home’s very heart.
The place that we all gather,
for the day to end or start.

Oh Cabinets, oh cabinets,
we thank you for your job.
For hiding all the clutter,
and never dropping knobs.

We’ll remember you forever,
so smudged, and dingy white,
as we toast to our new cabinets,
with a future strong and bright.