I throw the keys on the table as I walk through the door,
dropping bags filled with groceries as they fall on the floor~
Listening to your message you left when I missed your call,
Telling me that you have to stay one more night after all.
The traffic was bleeping crazy so I missed my run,
I stand at the freezer choosing my dinner for one~
Funny, I used to enjoy having the house to myself,
But suddenly I feel things, I haven’t recently felt,
“Hey Beautiful” you say sweetly, as you always do~
And tonight , I realize, I really am missing you!
It feels good to realize, I don’t want to be alone,
so I leave you a new message; “My love, hurry home!”
Diane Reed 2013