LOVE FROM A RADIO SONG

I wake slowly lazily to linger over

the strong voice of a radio singer

crooning to me about how to love.

I start to rise but fall back thunderstruck

when I realize I have been a schmuck

all my life loving you all wrong.

Ahh Jesus if I only had known

my love was weak when I thought it strong.

If I had only lyrically known

I’d try to grow young again,

not so fully set, not so entirely grown

so I could have a re-do, make amends.

Then it comes to me all of a sudden

that I am as smart as the radio builder

and hit the wonderful snooze button

so I could reawake not so old and bitter.

For if I dream again ten minutes more

there’ll be another one singing to me

of a different way, opening the validating door

showing my tired eyes love in a way I can see

that confirms at the start of the day arriving

I have been spending all of these years

loving you, oddly enough,without striving

in a way that works for us honey boo boo dear.

© M Durfee

5/23/13