sitting on my green couch
in the sunshine
in comfy, cozy, ratty clothes
kids outside
playing, imagining
me
here
taking in words
spilling out words
thinking about Ben
coming home
thinking about kissing him
long and deep
thinking about other friends
other places
feeling nostalgic -
i read a bog post from another hemisphere and
i can feel the end of summer feelings . . .
even though, here,
i'm waiting for spring and for summer -
for our browns to give way to fresh greens
even as other greens fade to yellow and orange and brown . . .
i'm thinking of others missing dear ones
thinking of dear ones i miss
i'm thinking of a friend in the sun, in the ocean,
in the car with the wind in her hair . . .
it's good to think of another -
another person,
another season,
another place,
another time . . .
sometimes, thinking about another
lets me appreciate here and now all the more
here and now
i'm going to go stand in the shower
let the water course over me
when i'm dried
and i've put my mascara on
i'm going to go sit in the sun
and watch my children
and wait for ben to come home
so we can all be together
here
at home
now