She stands, patiently waiting to ask me if I got a cup of coffee The morning cold around me, and I am not paying attention to my mother, in slippers Standing outside in the rain wondering if I have everything I need.
Poetry, Words, and Ruminations
She stands, patiently waiting to ask me if I got a cup of coffee The morning cold around me, and I am not paying attention to my mother, in slippers Standing outside in the rain wondering if I have everything I need.