Wednesday, April 20, 2016

It's Wednesday

He passes today. Early in the morning.  I am in bed sleeping but I hear him slow down.  He looks for the husband's car.
I might get a text,  but do I want one?

Feeling  like the bloom  is off the rose.

2 comments:

Optimistic Existentialist said...

You write with strong emotions...very well-done.

Seeking Connection said...

Thank you