Dark Waiting 3

Dark Waiting 3

A Poem by Hannah Stone

Life. It is what it is.


The world comes to our door

A lady from church, a widow
brings us a pie
and invites us to
bible study
and church suppers
then asks discreetly
if there is a woman
in the house
who can talk to me
about the things
a girl needs to know

A boy at school
likes me
asks me to a dance
you miss the irony
as you awkwardly
warn me about boys

In return for my
I demand more

When you retreat
I reach for you
tell you to stay
and talk to me
our odd version
of father daughter time

You tell me about Mom
how she died
about your work
about distant family
I in turn tell you about
my time away
when we’re not alone

Our furtive coupling
becomes more
we learn
that simple holding
gentle touching
brings peace

You sometimes sleep
while I lie awake
my existence

Mornings I awake alone

I dream that someday
I will find you there
next to me
coming full circle
making some sense
of my world

© 2015 Hannah Stone

Author's Note

Hannah Stone
Would you choose to be alone instead?

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Choosing to be alone - after she made peace with her life? She was always alone... and dealt as only she could. Seems we are bound by how we deal for as long as we ...can... deal ...doesn't it?

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Added on December 5, 2015
Last Updated on December 5, 2015
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