It's Sunday today
A day when normally
You and I are together, and
We might watch TV or eat and talk
I don't have a TV here
And my cooking is all my own
It makes me think
And wonder
Who are you with this day?
Nobody I suppose
For you liked staying at home
Arguing with your mother (and me)
And talking on the telephone
To distant voices
And unknown friends
Maybe today you'll see those people
Music is no substitute for you
But it's all I have
You're not here
I have to spend my time this way
It's hard to get used to
I'll get used to it
I will
I'll have to
More Free Online Poetry (David Wilding) Poems
'Dad' - by David Wilding
- It's me And that's my little one right there! Really? Mine? Where'd he come from then? Oh yeah! What I do? What I say? I haven't got a clue - better learn quick Back to school No teacher here though - at least, none qualified My teacher is so small He can't speak, can't tell me Yes or No ....
'This Train will not Return' - by David Wilding
- Home is ... Where I want to be Where I ought to be But it isn't where I am now Will I find it? Is it again out there? My place on Earth Do you search for me? Do you long for me? Call me! Maybe I hear you ....
'Long Shorts' - by David Wilding
- Long, Except that it isn't. Why are all the shortest meaning words Like 'infinitessimal' and 'insignificant' Just so ... well ... ? The weekend, A "long" one they call it, Yet so quickly it goes, Then back to work. A "short week" they'll call that, Yet how oh-so long it goes ....
'Little' - by David Wilding
- His little feet are just so sweet Those little hands, his fingers too And when he's looking up at you He surely knows that you are YOU! I see him with his favourite toy He's such a lovely little boy! His favourite things are all so small Will he be fat? Will he be tall? ....
'Strangers' - by David Wilding
- All kinds Of people around, Never meet, never speak, never touch, Never show their faces or share names, So many and yet so few do they know. Strangers are people who think, Of each other, Of another lover or chance to start, You see them, they don't look, But you think, you know, you need them too. ....
