Sleeping Next to A Construction Truck Sound
by Jonathan Kraft
A poem for my wife… on a morning when I awoke thinking that perhaps I had snored a lot.
If last night I snored a lot
and it helped keep you awake
If my need to sleep so deep
made you shout “For goodness sake!”
in your head (because you’re polite)
but really you wanted to strangle me
(again in your head – for just a moment)
while my snore sounded like boiling tea
just know that I appreciate you
for knowing my need to sleep so great
thanks for dealing with my heavy snort
thanks for being my fantastic mate