The Loves of My Life

Strangers wander about outside my window glass (gift daydreams to hurry along my time clocked in) Roomie erupts into our pod post-trek home (every 4:57pm, I – a dog – wonder at her return) Dad scribbles out his end of week “thought you’d get a kick out of” list (always squints to read on call) Partner hoists arms to let me settle on their chest before sleep (I regale, they smile, I quiet, they breathe) Me, myself, I pick how to spend each second (growing weeping willow, who will sway or stay?)