deepundergroundpoetry.com

her birthday

Her birthday.

She awoke before her husband, who was the early riser
she was 80 yrs. old it was her birthday and preparing
a great lunch of filet steak with baked potatoes and salat
A lot of food, her husband said, yes, she lied, I have made
food for several days, and canít cook every day.
She carried the phone in her apron pocket, but it didnít ring.
After a long delay, she decided it was time for luncheon
Lovely food; she had even opened up a bottle of wine.
No, she wasnít hungry; her husband knew why and waited,
she cried.
No one had remembered her birthday; he knew why but
cleared the table, cleaned the dishes and packed the food
away for another day
He couldnít tell her when one gets to be eighty, the living
relatives are so much younger, the distance between the
aged and the younger people is like a vast ocean of years
it is easy to forget.
When he was 84, no one rang, he didnít expect any calls
but for him, being cynical about this matter, he didnít care
 about this, but he felt deeply sorry for his wife.
Written by oskar
Published
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 0 reading list entries 0
comments 0 reads 69
Commenting Preference: 
The author is looking for friendly feedback.

Latest Forum Discussions
SPEAKEASY
Today 11:50pm by Noble_Incubus
COMPETITIONS
Today 10:33pm by Thetravelingfairy
SPEAKEASY
Today 10:03pm by Eerie
COMPETITIONS
Today 9:45pm by Jordan
SPEAKEASY
Today 8:17pm by SweetKittyCat5
COMPETITIONS
Today 7:38pm by Sapphirewolf
") ")}