You’re feeling down
And a little lonely too
I have come around
To be close to you
Hold on, I am here
Hold on, cry those tears
Soon you will see
As we join hands
We’ll do this, you and me
You’ll smile and understand
Hold on, dry those tears
Mary has written poetry since age ten and continues to do so. She is also writing short stories and enjoys being a member of a writing group.
She’s usually back by sunset. Then I nuzzle her hair and she sighs.
She fills my bowl. As I eat, I contemplate the smells of people and things she encountered during the day. Sometimes she talks about them.
Tonight she’s late, sobbing, smells different too… She’s left her heart behind.
Joey currently does not have a dog or a cat. See more at joeytoey.com.
“See, we don’t need much to be happy together!” he smiled, setting up the tent.
Was he kidding? I longed for a cup of cappuccino, an episode of Project Runway, and an afternoon nap on my leather couch. “Love you,” I smiled back, digging my nails into my own palm.
Debbi Antebi (@debbisland) lives in Istanbul, Turkey, and blogs at debbiantebi.com.