Untitled #34

Turn back

For the way it felt when 

our fingers were tangled

For hours spent sitting together

while you did the taxes and

I, my nails

For our glances when we were

with company, like having our 

own secret language

For grocery shopping and cutting

our coupons.

For watching our first pet fish die

For singing out loud,

harmonizing with our smiles.

For fighting over washing the dishes.

Turn back, I'll wash them 

if you promise to stay

and dry them.

Reviews

[empty]

my husband does the dishes he wont let me. I let him. Nice write

[Nikole]

A nice snapshot of young married life. I really enjoyed this. It's simple, yet, tells so much.