Alone
I wrote this poem a few years ago, when my twins were about three years old. Raising the two of them, along with our older daughter, had been challenging, especially since my husband was at work for most of the week.
When the weekend did arrive, we did not have a reliable babysitter, so we almost never went out. On a rare occasion, my mom would volunteer to watch my kids on a weekend afternoon. So when the opportunity came about, we grabbed it.
It had been three or four months since we had last been out together. It was a far cry from our days together as teenagers when we spent a lot of time just having fun and not worrying about anything else but each other.
Alone
We kissed the kids good-bye and
Ran into the car
Eager to get away from them.
And the first thing we talked about while driving away
Was the kids.
Then…
Comfortable and companionable silence.
We listened to the radio.
Classic rock
Our songs
Taking us back in time.
You reached for my hand and smiled.
And for a moment I forgot all that we left behind
And I am eighteen again.
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Mommyx3, I loved this poem. It reminded me so much of the evenings when my husband and I would get out for a little while when our children were young!
I enjoyed reading this poem mommymommymommy. I really like the last line of it.