she shows up with dinner because her husband is out of town.
i am lonely she says, welcome to my world i tell her. . .
we make salmon and Israeli couscous, have a couple
glasses of wine and sit on the deck and talk.
we watch it get dark, and i am a bit sad when she leaves
i do the dishes however and understand my heart
is full and i am feeling pretty blessed, my book calls
and suddenly i am tired. . .