Wednesday, March 28, 2012

One More Day

One more waking
Wash, dress, go!
Doing all the things I do
Work, play, grieve, say
what I need to say to help along
One more sleeping
Nestle in, read
Shiver, tell myself about
the pick ups, fall downs
All that happens in between
Evening and morning and midnight and noon
Can't concentrate on what's going on
As I dilly and dally and fritter my time
Waste, maybe, just, maybe just one more day.
Waiting. And waiting.
For you.

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