Let Me Be Alone.. For Tonight.

Let Me Be Alone, Just For Tonight. {Poem}

 woman alone

Tonight, I am alone.

My usual beloved ones all safe in their various spots

I don’t have to worry or consider anything or anyone.

Most days I fall asleep late, lunches packed,

my son tucked in, teeth brushed, checked on.

A cat on my head and a dog under the bed,

my love’s arms wrapped around me.

Exquisite, all, but

tonight I embrace my own company.

Take off the day like a too-heavy sweater

turn on music, dance a little alone and happy in this skin.

I run through the hills for an hour at dusk and return to tea and books,

luxuriate in each bite of a gift of chocolate cake without

voices clamouring for some, too, or piles of dishes to be washed.

This rare treat, to be savoured. I adore my company.

I am a good date, for me.

But by morning I will wake in an all-too-quiet house,

wait anxiously to hear Liam’s feet outside as he runs over from his Dad’s.

“Did you make us scrambled eggs?”

“What did you do  without me all night?” “What are you thinking about?”

I rejoice in this uneven tapestry.

Savour the rare moments alone so I can

be consumed with delight when the delicious clamour begins again.

A few hours alone smooths my roughened edges,

lets me be full to the brim with love

at sweet voices, crumbs everywhere, a cat snatching at my ankles.

This blessed, busy life.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s