Posts Tagged ‘son’

Cat sleeping on bed

TV’s glow lighting my food

Middle of the night

 

Returning to bed

Cat sleeping in the middle

I curl up elsewhere 

 

Middle of the night

I long to express my thoughts

Haiku is lurking 

 

Still dark around here

Haiku unavoidable 

Your fault, dear sweet son

 

Eyelids dropping down

Sleep may finally arrive

Advil is working

The hostess sits us down

A small two-person table

White folded cloth

Elegant glasses for adults

Waiters dressed up

We are in our street clothes

The waiter

Bald, glasses, professional

Recites his speech on the specials

We don’t applaud

We just nod our heads

Fresh bread arrives

Steam escaping from the depths of the basket

The cold butter quickly becomes liquid

The menu is hard to look at

Each item looks good

But the price stabs you in the heart

My mom reassures me get whatever you want

First I decide to go light

Then for some reason

I feel that it is okay to buy the steak

My mom also orders the steak

I can’t tell why she did

But it makes my purchase feel little less hurtful

She wants to know if I heard back from my jobs

I haven’t

Heck I even forgot about all that

She tells me soon one will say yes to me

I still have my doubts 

I can’t accept the price

My mom can’t either 

I start to walk away 

But my mom turns around 

I lost her, but go hangout by the checkout 

She taps me on the shoulder 

She is holding the expensive jacket 

She buys me the jacket

And I am left speechless

In the end loved ones 

Will come through in every way imaginable