What
She Said
When my sons went to America—
Ten years of silence.
You might ask if I was lonely.
I had thirteen cats
Who played in the yard for me.
And birds came to the yard
And sang to me.
And I would lie awake
And listen to the cars go by
To the center, to the bars
And later, listen to the cars go back.
There were a lot on Monday,
A lot on Tuesday, a lot on Wednesday,
A
lot on Thursday,
A lot on Friday . . .
Argos, 1998
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