Waiting

An avalanche of laundry

Lies in the hallway,

Waiting.

Unwritten overdue Thank You letters

Sit on the desk,

Waiting.

Christmas decorations and Wrapping paper,

Of all colors,

Closed up in a box,

Waiting.

Waiting, dang it.

A lone baby sock

With monkeys,

Rests in my hands,

Stirring memories of Benjamin

With his sweet baby kisses.

While I hold this sock,

Every other thing can just

Wait.


Here are some other things Benjamin left behind: