The Roads Are All Messed Up

The town is all messed up
with road construction.
Really, it’s maddening.
One has to plan in advance
how to get from point A to
point B and then there is
no guarantee that such
planning will pan out.
Is this sounding like life?
I can hear my mother, who
was anything but patient,
say, “Be patient, dear.
This, too, shall pass,” and
other truisms and platitudes,
which she hardly practiced
but regularly preached and
which, maddeningly, are true.
In a month, all the con-
struction will be complete
and we will say, “My, my,
isn’t this nice?”

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