Until Friday

It is only till Friday I say
Count the days
1-2-3-4-5-
His voice like an angel

Don't cry, I say
I will call every day
It hurts to speak
My trembling voice

Ring, ring, ring
Hello, yes, he is ready
Will be there shortly
His smug voice

Daddy's on his way
His eyes look into mine
I see the tears
His sea- blue eyes

His hand in mine
We walk outside
He watches each passing car
His sad boy eyes

There he is , I say
I feel his hand tighten
1-2-3-4-5-
His little boy voice

I love you, I say
I love you too
Five days?
His voice echoes

Five days, I say as they drive away

Author's Note

A blog or story will follow to explain

Reviews

[Suze]

Very moving, very - I'm sitting here with tears in my eyes. You really expressed that pain of seperation, and how close you are to your child. The counting of the days expresses the longing so well, and lends to the way you break things down to your child when dealing with tough stuff. I remember telling my daughter how many hours til she could come home from her dad's for a visit, or showing her the days on the calender and you captured that perfectly. A wonderful write.

[Tai Chi Italy Take Two]

OmG! You describe the pain of separation from your beautiful boy, so exquisitely here, Chloe...it hurt to read, but needs must, and a child must know both sides of himself in order to fully mature in the roundest possible way. Well done. Great read. Smiling at you, Tai x ps I love your new style of NO punctuation. Using the line breaks, has a much more profound effect upon the reader imho xxx

[gombeggar]

nice precursor then...looking forward

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

It has to be tough to raise kids while divorced... I can sense the bittersweetness you must feel.

[*** Hey Jude***]

You have described the ache of a Mothers Heart that is so very True. The energy in this prose gives me chills! I am sending love your way, as I am reminded of the strength and abiding love that only a Mother and Child share. this is a bond that can never be broken! ~ Jude xoxo

[?]

awwwww..geez...as a mother I can feel this tug at my heart. Although I am thankful I have never had to live it. But I know plenty that have and do.
Wonderful poem..lil sad..and very much heartfelt piece.
You have penned this oh so well.

[Gomer LePoet]

Wow! This is a sad tale it seems, but doesn't have to be I guess. Hoping that my Arkansas friend is doing well

[Sheila Kline]

So much emotion in your words.........I look forward to the follow-up blog or story that shall explain more of the reasons for the five days!

[Cassie Fraga]

oooohhhh, gosh.... **grabs tissue from the desk** that was so well penned I can really feel the emotions in these lines, and can relate to them. thank you for sharing!!
**keep that ink flowin, Im diggin yo style**

[Creepy Swine Guy]

This is a heartbreaking poem. You are showing what children feel when leaving their fathers each week all over America. Adults are so incredibly selfish, thinking only of there own happiness as they plow over the lives of all others involved. This is why I strongly advocate vasectomies for as many men as possible. Give your sons vasectomies so this scene will not repeat itself. Stop more victims of serial divorce from being created. When the population is sufficiently reduced, the powers that be will change their laws.