Doctor Grandma

Separately, we go to bed,
you 500 miles away,
while summer insects trill and sing,
dogs bark at the night.
It’s 1am, we both will sleep,
tomorrow you come home;
it’s always hard to turn out the light
and go to bed alone.

cfblack, 6-18-2024

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