When Tuesday's almost gone

You write what you can.

Photo by Chris Hardy on Unsplash

When Tuesday’s almost gone, you write what you can.
When your mind has been a million places before noon
   and rolls his eyes at you when you ask where he's been
You write what you can.
When your daughter is learning to walk
Feet away from you
Half-asleep from the 
   brutal 6th grade school start time
   that someone without children
   invented.
You write what you can.
When your heart is learning to live with
The odd unease
Of wanting to be
   here, with those closest to you.
   there, with those long gone, recently left, or not yet met.
You write what you can.
And, today,
   this is what I can.

See y’all Friday.

❤️
Adam