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I Am Alone (A rewrite)

by Tony Whitaker

My wife waits in Switzerland
And this big old house taunts me
Fifteen years of "we" living here
Her soft snoring in the night
Even though it sometimes woke me
I now sit smiling
Wishing to hear it once again

I always woke first every morning
Always eyeing her sleepy frame
Always facing the other way as I rolled out of bed
Always reaching back to give a pat on her behind
Exposing my desire and commitment

Mornings now are filled with empty moments
Wishing the house to sell
Cooking and eating for one
Singing as I pick out sad songs on my guitar
Writing poems and more sad songs until dawn

I miss her morning hug
Lifting me above the turbulence of
Life's troposhere
To living in the moment

Life is as fun as you make it
I heard someone say
But now my life waits
Six time zones away
I am alone


Author's Note: I couldn't stand the other version!!!

Posted on 02/01/2008
Copyright © 2021 Tony Whitaker

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Alisa Js on 08/19/08 at 09:51 PM

I enjoyed this one, immensely... alisa

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