The learning curve

Dinner is cooking books open at the table,

And you look to the eyes and they concede confusion,

Turn the temp down and pull up a chair,

"So what part is most difficult?"

Your alone in the home when it starts and so he rushes,

To finish before anyone sees he needed the help,

He looks to you as a point of shame to hide from,

Bu the truth is he sees you as more than a cook. You are the teacher.

Dinner is on dishes need doing, homework still working,

But you move to check and the keys turns in the door,

Pen goes down and the books close. The student runs outside,

Work half finished. "Hows dinner?"

How was dinner? Dinner was cooked, the house tidy,

Now time to open the books and do the homework,

Confusion is a luxury for the fortunate, solutions are worked for.

"Dinner is done, dishes are clean. Doing my homework mum."