Thinking of him

“I was just thinking of you,” he said.

Funny. 

I was thinking of him too.

After I woke up each kid regardless of their feelings about school.

After I scrambled to get lunches ready,

breakfasts made,

shoes on and backpacks filled,

all while getting myself ready for work.

After I paid the rent,

the daycare bill,

the school bus pass,

for the groceries, the school clothes, the soccer gear.

After I took one kid to one place

and picked up the other somewhere else.

After I noticed once again that the promised check

never hit the mail.

After I warmed up leftovers nobody wanted to eat.

After I fought to get homework done,

showers taken,

teeth brushed,

bedtimes abided by.

After I balanced a full check register

and an empty bank account.

After I collapsed on the couch

and surveyed a house

that one pair of hands

could never keep clean.

After I went to bed too late

to just do it all again the very next day.

Yeah.

I was thinking of him too.

Reviews

[Wildecat]

This is a beautiful poem, thanks for sharing.

[dark and twisty]

makes me respect single mothers, even my own and reminds us all of the fact that just like any other single woman, they fall in love too...though as a single twenty two year old daughter of a recently single mother the idea of my mother playing the same field I am is hard to swallow :)

[Katrina]

this reminds me of how my mom must of felt with my sister and i sometimes. i appreciate the reality of this poem, and how it's still somehow pretty.

xxx

[Rachel DeHart]

Wow..
this is amazing. And being too young myself to have to take care of anyone other than my own mother, I am in awe of this.
I can barely manage caring about someone now, when all I have is college and work... and reading this... I just. I don't know.

You've left me speechless and in wonderment.
Beautiful poetry.