He strums his guitar
Singing the heartbreak oldies
The garage, his stage
She’s not there to hear
They fought heard the night before
In that same garage
He poured out his heart
She continues to guard hers
So, they do not speak
The six-string’s, quiet
Because the baby’s sleeping
He decides to leave
She wants to talk now
Because the baby’s sleeping
This is the right time
She finds his guitar
The memories bring forth tears
She’s lost without him
The baby wakes up
She sings the heartbreak oldies
To the little one
Holding her daughter
She doesn’t hear him come in
He reaches for them
Words are not needed
Their hearts are saying it all
They are scared, it shows
©2017 Annette Rochelle Aben
Annette Rochelle Aben 