In response to Reservations
As the weather cleared, Tommy’s resentment
the hotel didn’t allow for pets.
the trip was paid for
by the office –
for purposes of a conference,
but journey was necessary –
V and E had only seen
the neighbors and their nanny
since we’d moved.
“Will there be friends
for Mr. Bunny?” and “Can I
bring my bike?”, the questions were endless.
A day at the crèche and then we could
play in the beach (oh! I must pack sunscreen),
have burgers every night (no fries on the side) –
“It’ll be fun!”, but they remained skeptical.
They needed a journey to learn about life,
and I needed the journey to learn about their lives.