has nothing to say, as he comes
and goes.
his face
twisted
in a frown, bewildered
by the life
he's made.
can this be it.
is this what i signed up for.
the spending of money,
the cranky
teens, the yard that needs
to be cut
again,
today. the barking dog.
the clutter of life
around him.
and the workers
stay out
of his way.
while the wife, brings
coffee
and cookies,
with kind words, and
sad eyes, she
remembers
those better days.
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