More Time
I was just about to say “Now I will have more time to write, to organize, to take care of myself…” Then the bird clock in the kitchen whistled - yellow warbler - 10 AM. Pulled my dreaming thoughts back into my head. He’s somewhere now, doing something, feeling something, thinking something… and I am far away, unable to respond to him. Is he happy? Is he scared, frustrated, tired, hungry? Is he happy? Right now, out of my reach, out of my vision, is he okay?