Tuesday, 6 September 2016

I wish that you were here

There are cats fighting outside the open window
There is rain foretold in the humidity of the air
The earworm has me in its grip 
And I wish that you were here

The sun is setting sooner each night
Autumn is casting chilly tendrils through the dawn air
My onesie is out of storage
And I wish that we could talk

The TV is full of wondrous series
NaNoWriMo is coming, foreshadowed by writer's block
My to-read stack is growing
And I wish that you knew

There are projects to be done
There are four canvases and three ideas awaiting me
Second hand clothes to repurpose
And I wish that you could see

There is a novel to edit
Another to sell to a publisher, as soon as possible
There is work to be done
And I wish that you could help

It would be too selfish for me to burden you
So I won't
Although it feels like lying and I'm afraid

I wish that you were here
Each day, in everything I do
I wish that you were here