I Hope You Don’t Mind
I mean, much higher. To-the-moon higher.
Nothing we could ever afford.
We’ll have to stay here a while longer,
I hope you don’t mind. I’ll keep looking
And maybe I’ll see something interesting,
Something within our price range.
I’m afraid I’ve let the house go to the
Dogs. The thing is, I find it strange
Not having you around to remind
Me what needs to be done. In truth,
I don’t really, deep down, want to find
Another place, even if I could.
This is where we lived for forty years,
And it still feels like home, knock on wood.
It’s where you decided to die, and who
Knows, you may not want to move
And then what would I do? The new
Owners would be in for a surprise.