I was in a talkative mood
so you stacked
pyramid of wooden blocks
miniature UPS truck
blender lid
tennis ball
while I went on
about my book idea
your little body so quiet
bent over your cockeyed masterpiece
only when I told you
about how your dad
filmed the garbage truck that morning
because you missed it
did you look up and speak
more
more
so we ran a bath
and I told you story after story
about your dad
and later under the quilt
both of us lying there
with luck in our bellies
waiting for him to come home.