Miss You So Much Poem by Louise Tredoux

Easter – and you’re not here, engaged with
foreigners who promise big finance for marine
projects, I didn’t go to church to hear my father
the pastor preaching his sermon, stayed home
and did the washing – so calming, looking at the
trees and shrubs shimmering and shining in the
sun, enjoying the rhythm and security of routine
action, wondering what you are doing, signing
contracts and talking big bucks, running on
adrenaline; I sighed and bought French fries
and ice-cream, a true feast, looked at magazines,
Angelina and Brad having a fight, I’m sure if you
were here, we would not have been fighting,
we could have gone house-hunting, I brought in
the washing, folding clothes while listening to
Chopin and sighing, hoping your wining and
dining the friendly Chinese brought you more
joy than I was feeling, no use preparing a meal,
you’ll be enjoying haute cuisine, I’m going to
watch my favourite movie – I much you so much…