April 10: A Little Boy On His Way Home
I turned the corner at the bike shop
–forgot to go to Grandma’s–
remembered at the pharmacy
and headed down the alley.
Got to talking with my friends
and missed her block again
only realized where I was
when crossing at the towers.
By then I’d almost reached our house
and so continued on
thinking you probably weren’t here
and guess what? No one home.
My bags so heavy and me so tired
I couldn’t turn around
and go back toward Grandma’s house–
then you got here, just now.