Dialogue with Angus

My words lobbed back dropping meaninglessly around me...

Dialogue with Angus

There seemed to be a hopeless gulf between us. My words lobbed back dropping meaninglessly around me.

“I can’t do this,” I declare in frustration,

“You’re too good at this. I’m no match for you.”

“We’re doing it,” he says triumphantly.

“I’m proud of us.”

“You don’t hear me, you don’t listen,” I hold back tears.

“I do listen,” he hugs me.

His grown-up arms encircle me.

Looking into his eyes,

I see into him,

as clearly as when he was a child,

Back when we were each other’s first choice.