A Weekend I Wish You Were Here
It is a weekend I wish you were here,
meeting my nephew and playing with puppies,
swimming in the pool and dancing in the grass,
knowing you’d be the perfect one
to help me distract
two traumatized children,
then stepping away
to drive up and down Ocean Avenue together
with your hand in mine,
as it was mere weeks ago,
catching sunrise and sunset on the shore,
having a dinner date
in my favorite small beach town,
smiling all night,
giddy over the fact I could finally show it to you,
eating ice cream to the sounds of waves crashing,
leaning into you to watch the stars,
kissing you in hopes to freeze the moment,
for I know it would be one
I’d never want to end
-POE(MS)
