I’m sure there’s a dusting of icing
in the saliva resting on my chin.
You’re looking at it, aren’t you?
It’s ok, nurse can brush it away
if you don’t’ want to touch my skin.
You look a little warm,
your face all rosy and good to see,
with a smile
unaccustomed to lethargy
manifesting under blanketed knees
that feel the cold so keenly.
No, it’s a smile too wide,
it has all to hide,
so wide it might tear your face in two.
“Two weeks ago”, you sigh,
“it’s just flying by;
long office hours and the builders are in..”
But you see,
time hasn’t clipped it’s wings for me
and I’m sure it wasn’t two weeks ago
but four, maybe three.
You said you’d come and here you are,
“Just a short stop because
Christmas shopping is never done;
the dog’s home alone with…
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