The House was Cozy

The House was Cozy

A Poem by ALB

I’d like it if you were home before me,
is that why you were up so early?
We went to bed at 1130, so not late,
or super early even--
though we could have stayed up much longer.
I slept well
for once too, all things considered.
Only getting up every other hour
or so
seems to be the ritual
even though we don’t have any children.
Going potty during the night,
I dreamed something vivid but I can’t remember
if it was about school or you.
I cleaned yesterday, the house
is now cozy.
Let’s have a good evening again tonight.

© 2009 ALB


My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

51 Views
Added on March 24, 2009

Author

ALB
ALB

About
I've yet to see just how my biography is going to turn out. more..

Writing
Lifebloom Lifebloom

A Poem by ALB


Black Tulips Black Tulips

A Poem by ALB


Thunder Hill Thunder Hill

A Poem by ALB