October 25, 2011
I move
The bookcases
From the study/bedroom
And line the hall
With them
The closet
Has been emptied
Of all but hangers
Some of my brother’s clothes
And a line of Chuck
High-tops
The sheets
Have been washed
The bed
Has been made
The furniture
Has been polished
The carpet
Has been vacuumed
Something is
Missing
My son
Comes into the room
I tell him the room
Is for his uncle
That for a while
His uncle
Will be staying
With us
My son
Says nothing
He looks around
The room
And leaves
My son
Returns
A few minutes later
He is carrying
A Paddington Bear
That is almost
The same size as
He is
He sets
The bear
On the seat
Of the empty
Rocking chair
He tells me
He doesn’t want
His uncle to be
Lonely
My son
As always
Is right
No one
Should have to be
Lonely
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