Day 238 – It’s Not the Things

He says “Why are you napping?
It’s not Thursday…” comes in
with the donut he finally procured
and my favorite too, carries in a
large parcel of play-doh, no questions,
I ordered but it’s heavy stuff;
sneaks me into his meeting at work
to say hi to all of his coworkers’ wives
and the look in his eyes
when he talks about pumpkin spice,
I mean, it’s not the things, but it is.