My wife nags me every day, for loads of things -
I didn't do the dishes, or sweep the floor,
I forgot to take out the trash, forgot to fix the door.
She did when I didn't dress up for supper,
and when I was too busy watching sports,
ignoring her with those easy retorts.
My daughter nags me every day, for loads of things -
she wants me to paint our nails and play dress up.
Makes me clean up after she spills food and ketchup.
She did every day before I went to work,
and when I had to drop her off at school.
Looking back, God I was such a fool.
When I got a call, I expected more nagging -
"Daddy, are you coming home yet?"
"Honey why isn't the laundry done?"
Not
"Hello, is this Tom Miller?"
"Yes, whose asking?"
"This is the Texas Medical Center, I'm sorry to inform you that there's been an accident."
To make trouble out of nothing.
How I wish you still did, because now,
now, your silence is deafening.
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