We’re in a club of our own.
Some of us date, some of us don’t bother.
Half of us don’t own our own properties,
The other half bought theirs with the help
Of Mummy and Daddy.
Not quite old enough for retirement age
But already dreaming of a soft life -
Let’s just buy a piece of acreage and
Breed dogs or grow our own herbs.
The new tech in shops is growing
More and more foreign.
“We’re becoming the Aunties!”
“No, we ARE the Aunties!”
The friends with kids can’t make these
Catch ups. They’re too busy. Always,
Always too busy.
Dual income households
Lacking in time.
I can’t even ask them, “How are you?”
Because there’s nothing more to say
Than, “All good, just really busy.”
Instagram stories of their kids. Photos of
Birthday cakes and parties.
Whilst the childless ones in our little club
We keep going to eat, and watch movies,
And taking photos - occasionally discussing
Current events and politics
And that’s about it.
About the Creator
Nicole C
Writing sporadically... I tried some challenges but never won anything. Sometimes my poetry helps me process whatever has been going on... sometimes it is pure fiction. Sometimes I like to write about pop culture and astrology.
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