I wake up every morning
To the sound of my alarm,
Walk out into the kitchen
Where the coffee's getting warm,
Take my morning vitamins
Then open up the drapes,
Grab a quick banana
Or perhaps a bunch of grapes;

I wash my face and comb my hair
Then put my makeup on,
There's music on the radio -
Sometimes I sing along;
There's no one here to talk to
As I make the rumpled bed,
There's only me to think about
And talk to in my head;

I've gotten pretty good at it
This talking to myself,
So long as I don't answer-
No, that's not good for my health;
I grab my cup of coffee,
Purse and keys and lock the door,
I'm off to earn my living
Like I've done each day before;

And when the day is over
I'll come home and watch TV,
I'll cook a frozen dinner
Since there's no one here but me;
I only cook on holidays
When family comes to visit,
Sometimes I can't remember how
That's not a good thing, is it?

Mostly I enjoy my life
Within my private space,
I come and go the way I choose
With no one on my case;
But there are times I'd love to see
Someone walk through that door,
And say it's time my life has changed -
I'll be alone no more.


10/24/2008

Linda Ori

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