Miss You

You are gone for a week and our home loses its rhythm our daddy our husband our lover is away phone calls are stilted rushed and off time zones call me even if I'm sleeping I miss you in the bed I'll keep the phones here. I miss you at dinner when I get home and now I have to wait to hear all the stories of your week in corporate land of all the people I know by name only let me hear it let me watch your face as you tell me what a gift to share your life and hear what's happened your children get itchy irritable with each other well why not their center is not there no one to give those certain answers that make all their anxiety fly away come home soon we miss you we miss you!