every time you would say <br />this is the last time <br />you are leaving me alone <br />to go to your mama's place <br />soon after children pack up <br />the books after the final exam; <br />every summer you will still say, <br />you cannot tolerate me <br /> waking up to the noiseless, <br />desolare house, all alone; <br />both the brats invariably follow <br />you like lambs to the ewe, <br />to your mama's, <br /> <br />every next summer <br />you would again find a reason <br />strong enough to leave <br />this once last time, <br /> <br />when, you thus leave me <br />alone to myself in the house, <br />first two hours bring relief <br />as though the vampire is off the <br />Emperor's back, <br />next hour is making of all the <br />promises from learning cooking <br />to starting yoga yet once again, <br /> <br />the riverie lasts half a day. <br /> <br />then the counting starts <br />how many days, nay, <br />how many hours <br />remain <br />for you to return. <br /> <br />then the phone bill mounts <br /> you remonstrate, <br />children have grown-up, <br />feel ashamed before <br />phoning third time <br />for the day, <br />i say who wants to talk to you, <br />it is the children, <br />who invariably leave the phone <br />when daddy's second ring comes, <br /> <br />you admonish, you plea, you scold <br />and i plea, i request, i scold <br />' home is no home, <br />since you have gone, '<br /><br />samyak jain<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/every-summer-it-happens/
