The hamburger is browning
Smells of tomato sauce bubbly.
All is ready, I sit at the computer
To tap out a few more lines, thoughts.
Lexi starts to bark, jumping around like
An aerialist, she runs to me, then charges
For the door. He’s home she seems to say.
A kiss and hug for me, a treat for the bouncing dogA hope from me that he’ll settle, be calm,
But no, we have to go. He thinks we should go
To Sam’s or to the mall, just walk around, grab
Dinner. I cooked, he says, let’s save it for tomorrow.
I have work to do here, it can wait. Come be with me.
I was hoping for a bath, TV, some writing before bed.
He was hoping for a ride, a walk, see sights, do things.
He’s a go, go, go guy, I know that. It’s hard when
I’m a sit, sit, and sit kind of girl. Work to be done here.
I go. Be with him most times. That’s the important choice.To be with him, tomorrow we’ll eat spaghetti and watch TV.
Tomorrow I’ll get some writing done and finish the painting.
Tonight we’ll hold hands in Wal-Mart and laugh because
Someone said something funny at work. He likes it when
We are out and I’m not working either.