A place to show my work
I’m sorry, I meant to wait
Until you called, a little late.
But the weight began to climb,
No one here to share the time.
I reached out, unsure if you’d be there,
Hoping you’d return, beyond despair.
I didn’t want to see another face,
It felt so wrong in this lonely space.
Fortunately, you answered my plea,
An appointment set, a chance to be free.
With apologies shared, may healing start,
A journey together to mend the heart.
A therapist leaves, his time away,
Paternity leave call, he mustn’t stay.
Happy for him, but I feel blue,
Disappointment swells, what can I do?
July feels far, as I wait and sigh,
Wishing for guidance, asking “Why?”
He sent some names, suggested new,
But starting fresh feels strange and new.
With skills he’s shared, I’ll try to cope,
Holding on tight to the seeds of hope.
Though the path ahead may feel unclear,
I’ll carry his lessons until he’s near.
Sitting in the car
Waiting for my uncle now
Grocery shopping
Hoping he will come out soon
To enjoy this sunny day…
-MAD/AAA 11/19/2024
I’m sitting here waiting for my uncle,
Supposed to get medicine, now getting groceries instead,
Had I known, I’d have gone myself,
Better than waiting here, wishing I’d fled.
MAD 8/29/24
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