Too many in this marriage

Even at this late stage…

The kids are always on our mind

On our phones

Same with his mom at 95…

Seldom alone

When the phone rings

From his brother

About his mother

Then the home

Making excuses

For the latest

bruise

Or they need help

Calming her down

As they are so understaffed…

Travels home

To be at her side

Leaves both of us

Alone and low…