Inadvertent Mess Am In To.....

Middle age is indeed morose. with children leaving home to fulfill their aspirations.....
What to do with so much of time?
Killing those hours is sheer crime!
Being such a criminal, none want to.
Big question looming large is what to do?
Responsibilities off them, shoulders feel too light.
With no rigid routine, muscles get tight.

Empty blank eyes stare at the closed door.
There is not a speck of dust on the mopped floor.
No footprints on it since the rise of morning sun??
Day moves on without a trace of excitement or fun.
Moon sets in followed by twinkling stars.
Down under are seen bright lights of home coming cars.
Indeed, there is lot of activity all around.

Pack up program is happening on the playground.
Chirping children and cooing cuckoos rant the air.
The approaching darkness is creating a nightmare.
Heart jumps with the bell's chime somewhere nearby.
Tears roll down watching the aero plane fly.
How I wish my child never grew and flew away.

Why was I that strong to not come in his way?
Now, his absence from my routine is too much to bear.
Babysitting him was a pleasure filled with care.
His absence has created a very large vacuum.
Brain refuses to function with my heart creating mayhem.
Defeated are my attempts to fight depression and loneliness.
Still, I need to try and overcome this inadvertent mess!!
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Published: 9/20/2010
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