Witness (after Lawrence Raab)
I ask you to remain a witness
to my ordinary unhappiness.
Witness the cup of cold coffee on my desk,
the time to drink it gone.
Witness my child’s disappointment,
it feels like mine.
Witness the forgotten apology
after the fight.
Witness the deaths of my dogs,
one young and one old.
Witness the loss of friends,
some have moved and some I left behind.
I ask you to remain a witness
to my ordinary unhappiness.
No commentsPamela Olson, 3/05
