They dip in and out
All day long.
Fridge opens, closes.
Snack drawer empty.
Dirty dishes dwell.
Phone, friends, gym, work, sleep.
Cars up, down driveway.
Doors opening,
closing all hours.
Dull music thumps.
Late night laughter.
They sleep like the dead.
We share a meal.
Conversation ensues.
Brief, just enough before horn in driveway
catapults to more summer fun.
So I go:
Yoga, swim, work, errands.
Return to empty home.
Beds unmade
Dishes about
Dogs unfed
Doors ajar
Rinse, repeat.
When stars align,
we’re all in the kitchen.
Pleasantries exchanged.
Peace radiates through me.
Simple moments.
Off they go again…
As do I.
