on this bus
i ride everyday
i look out sleepily
at the buildings
cars
and signs
on my way home
start thinking what i'll cook for tea
and how i can distract myself
until it's time for bed
but as i looked out leisurely
i wasn't really seeing
inside my head
a sweet epiphany
of you
walking your dog
and wishing me well
i kept it in my head
until my eyes were closed
after tea with dishes washed
and feet put up
and tv on
and not really watching much
the ritual completed
for another day
and still inside my head
a sweet epiphany
of you walking your dog
and wishing me well
i kept it in myself
until the light was out
Tuesday, 2 September 2008
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