When was the last time?
Oh hi mom, I love you
When Was the Last Time?
When was the last time you changed these sheets?
Hahahaha haha haha ha
haha ha
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When was the last time you sat and listened
to the wind rustling the leaves
of the tree outside
your window?
Or the rioting of birds singing their
domination to the squirrels
weaving themselves in and out
of its branches?
When was the last time you took delight
in a three year old’s lively chatter
beginning to make sense of
abstract concepts like
electricity
when the power is knocked out
by the storm?
When was the last time you held the hand
of your aging mother
or leaned into her soft body
for comfort
the same body through which you moved
from womb, to arms,
to heart,
where she carries you still
and tries to tell you when she utters words like
”you never call”?
When was the last time you did these dishes or
swept this floor, or organized the
closets—
really?
doesn’t seem like we’re asking ourselves
the right
questions at all.