
I stare out the window...wondering, "When will 7 p.m. arrive?".
Hmmmm.....7 p.m.
Isom's bedtime.

I stare and I wonder.
Until...
He arrives...
Naked.
Dirty oatmeal face and all.
And some miscellaneous sticky substance on his forehead.
Until...
He arrives...
Naked.
Dirty oatmeal face and all.
And some miscellaneous sticky substance on his forehead.