Bri Is Missing You, ' Mate ' …..[ Thoughts About A Partner Who Has Been Traveling Without Me For ‘ Two Months '; Thoughts About Life Without Her; A Little Fibbing; Personal ] Poem by Bri Edwards

It's dark outside. I'm heating water for a drink and I'm eating cold pasta with sauce,
and I've got mixed feelings about being left home by MYSELF as YOU travel. Yes, I do, 'Boss'.
I'm your ‘dog' and you know it. There's no one here now to throw me …..an OLD bone.
It's nice in SOME ways to be more ‘independent', BUT it means I'm also mostly ‘alone'.

After my meals ….[[mostly quite boring, tasteless, and LONELY]]…, as always, I STILL lick my dishes,
BUT to have you home, 'where you belong', Dear, is at the VERY TOP of my …..list of wishes.

What saves me from ‘too much' anxiety is knowing that SOMEDAY you will return to your HOME.
I guess some people just have to get up and leave home sometimes. Yes, some people roam!
I still put my pants on each morning [if I get up ‘fore noon], 'one leg at a time' as ‘some say'.
I do my set of stretching exercises and then it's off to the bathroom. Yes! I STILL know the way!

But first I gaze at your empty pillow and wonder: 'How many more days must I ……..ENDURE ……….
'her' absence? ? ' But, IF luck is with me that day, YOU will call or at least text me …..to re-ASSURE ….
ME, that you've not COMPLETELY forgotten I exist [your ‘house sitter' and ‘gardener', OF COURSE].
If ONE day goes by without hearing from you (just one) , you can bet that I'm filled with remorse!

Oops! At first, after finding 'remorse' ‘s definition, I thought it was the wrong word, ………..BUT ….
after MORE thought I think: 'It fits', since I MUST be the cause of your silence. I ‘feel it in my ….GUT'!
You've been traveling with one OR both daughters almost ‘each step of your way'; I hope it is/was 'ok'.
But PLEASE return to me before much longer. My dirty laundry is piling up like a HUGE pile of cut hay! !


p.s.

She just called me!

REALLY! ! :) :)


(August 29th 2017)