After the Storm:All in a Day’s Grandmothering

The time has come, I did cheerfully say,

to put away the Pack & Play.

Here I am, relaxed and breezy —

Disassembly should be easy!

But rails stayed rigid and nothing was gained

And all my confidence quickly drained

And all the logic I could muster

Proved no match for this knuckle-buster.

Oh you contraption, contrarily lurking,

jammed in a corner, perversely smirking —

The baby’s gone home but here you still are

Obstinately on your half of the floor —

YouTube expounded, but could not explain —

Then Myst’ry relented and gave up the game!

It calmly folded, accepting its place,

And zippered itself into its case.