It's been 4 years since I wrote this. The yorkie and mouse are gone. My wife had moved in and now she too is gone. The friends I grew up with, half are dead and the other half have moved away. I do not know how to carry on with the depression I feel.
Just sitting here watching the trucks go by.
While the moon slowly crosses the sky.
Listening to the crickets song as the traffic rolls along.
Puttering around this big old house.
Working on this second verse....
With naught but a Yorkie and a little ole mouse.
Haven't written poetry in so many years,
So it's back to the porch to down a few beers.
Just sitting here watching the trucks go by.
While the moon slowly crosses the sky.
Listening to the crickets song as the traffic rolls along.
My wife died on the 4th of July 8 days before her 67th birthday. We were together for 34 years. Over half my life.
For the past few months she sat at the kitchen table watching the political videos from the MeidasTouch network.
Wake up people, fascism is on the march. Are you going to just sit there and watch it go by.