A Relocation Problem Poem by Donal Mahoney
A Relocation Problem
We've moved
my wife and I from home
to the last place
we'll ever live and she
wants to know why
I'm sitting around
not helping to unpack.
So I tell her the problem
which is her problem too
but she keeps unpacking.
I'm not at home, I tell her,
but I'm not here either.
Not to worry, I say.
I'll let both of us in
when we arrive.
Monday, March 20, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: old age
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