AT MY SON’S

I’m at my son’s tonight
And feeling blue
I don’t know why
But I do.
My son’s condo is wonderful
His son is a delight for sure
So why do I find it
So hard to endure
Being at his house
While he is away.
He hasn’t unpacked
So what?
He has food and clothes to wear
His son is here
So I shouldn’t despair.
I’m washing new clothes
I bought my grandson
Last week
I thought it’s the least
I could do for him
This week.
He’s out playing baseball
He loves it so much
I’m typing here
And wondering
If there’s anything more
I could do
Before I walk
Out the door.