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For some reason I am not in the writing mood recently. Maybe I was just overwhelmed by the holiday season:)  Anyway, I saw this poem by Kate Baer and thought it’s adorable. I'd like share it to you___

 

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Dear husband. Dear lover. Dear darling of my

heart. No, I do not want to attend the barbeque

scheduled cruelly over naptime. I do not want to

go to the recital either. Can you tell your sister

that too? In the morning I saw you dancing with

our daughter and for a moment, I almost cried.

I hate when people say I almost cried. Why even

mention it at all?

 

What time will you be home? What time do you

think you may be home? What time should we

wait for you outside on the lawn while the pasta

boils over and the baby cries because he misses you?

Oh, before I go — what time will you be home?

 

Sometimes I wonder what would happen if you

died and I had to write a eulogy while lost in my

grief. What would I say? And who would take out

the trash bins on dark Sunday nights or hold our

children while they cried through fever dreams?

 

What time will you be home?

 

Thank you for reading. Until next time.