Coke

My middle
Son is nine an
Age of sauntering
Self-confidence he enters
The house holding a large bottle
If Coca Cola and approaches
His mother’s last attempt at
Some semblance of what
She sees as domestic
Elegance despite her
Three sons and me
A beautiful wood
Finnish crafted
Coffee table
Round with
A glass
Center
On which
Our son sets
His coke shattering
The glass with a look of
Utter surprise both at the
Effect and the loss of his coke
But Mom is mollified when I
Use a round piece of ply-
Wood to replace the
Glass and use blue
Tile shards to glue
Into a pattern she
Likes with white
Grout between
The blue bits
A surface
Safe vs
Three
Sons.