ListenA Story by Kathryn SmithNo one's going to watch you as you go From a house you didn't build and can't control You ought to spare the world your labor It's been 20 years and no one's told the truth I'm a lucky girl who has grown up eating with my family seated around our table. My father puts on music and lights a candle every night. Lately I've noticed, I'm usually left at the table by myself. I finish my dinner alone. My mom stays and talks to me but she eventually leaves too. I had my wine to finish..and everyone knows you shouldn't drink your wine in one large gulp. So I sip it alone at an empty table. Hello Dad. Can't the computer wait? I have something to say. Hello Brother. I know you love watching TV...but I'd even like your company. Hello Mom. Thanks for talking to me. I appreciate it! I know you have stuff to do...and that's great. I don't want to keep you from it. Hello world. Turn off the technology and just SPEAK to one another already. I can't help but wonder what the universe will be like in 30 years. People need a book to figure out what to do with their children outside these days. We are losing our ability to be social. That's scary! I could talk forever to the right company. More than anything I wish I could have someone to keep me company at dinner time. After eating a meal why do we all have to go our merry way so quickly? Why not have a nice long conversation about our days? If we do speak it's all: Get a job! Go apply!
Get your grades up! Hurry up and earn some money! Figure out what you want to be! Well what should I be Dad? Do you think I'd be a good teacher? Am In the right field? I don't know. Well that's encouraging. I like being alone for the most part. Because that's what I know. but sometimes...I'd love an ear to hear my words. I have a lot to say. I'll just sip and swallow my words alone like I sip my wine. © 2015 Kathryn SmithFeatured Review
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