One In Two
by 
Flyswat
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Posted: Monday, October 26, 2009 Word Count: 89 Summary: Hi all. I am sorry this is late. I tried all week to get this out of my head and onto the computer but it just didn't happen. Here it is to read anyway. It's a tad rough... but then I've only had a chance to write it out once and not tidy it. |
ONE IN TWO
Engine runs
Eyes well up
Reluctant waves goodbye
There He would go
Again
Every other Sunday
Always
Just after 8pm
At the window
Net curtains hiding
What I did not understand
She wore no sympathy
Banished me to my room
Unlike my Nanna
I swore to
Never to do the same
She’d finger-comb my hair
Serve hot chocolate with custard creams
And dilute my pain
The engine runs
It’s Sunday evening
Again
A little after 8pm
I am He
And my children -
They are me!
Engine runs
Eyes well up
Reluctant waves goodbye
There He would go
Again
Every other Sunday
Always
Just after 8pm
At the window
Net curtains hiding
What I did not understand
She wore no sympathy
Banished me to my room
Unlike my Nanna
I swore to
Never to do the same
She’d finger-comb my hair
Serve hot chocolate with custard creams
And dilute my pain
The engine runs
It’s Sunday evening
Again
A little after 8pm
I am He
And my children -
They are me!