I don’t know what to write about tonight.
I could tell stories of barefeet and patio mice.
I could regale you with ideas and thoughts
of something amazing, beautiful, and nice.
But I don’t know what that would be.
So I sit here and click the keys instead
Trying to make sense and order and something worthwhile
Of all the mismatched thoughts in my head.
Young women moving on with smiles and tears
And family visits, celebrations and chatter
That always lead to deeper talks,
Conversations and much laughter.
Television Marathons of my favorite shows
And iTunes uploads of television themes
And The Sound of Music still playing in my head.
And kittens and catnip and flowers and strings.
I cannot make sense of the things in my head
For there’s much more in there still coming to light
And with all the distractions of life going on
I just don’t know what to write about tonight.
And Frankly, My Dear… that’s all she wrote!