Waiting for the Moving Van - David Ackles

Standing on the front porch of the old frame house in town

In another day or two, it all starts coming down

I wonder what they’ll do about the oak tree with the swing

I never built the tree house, but I had plans

For so many things I am trying not to think of while I can

Waiting for the moving van to come

The front door has that noisy hinge I never did repair

You used to hear it late at night and meet me on the stair

Well, I work the daylight now, I’m always home by six

Now there’s lots of time, and nothing left to fix

Except the things I am trying not to think of while I can

Waiting for the moving van to come

It’s almost summer here

Your favorite time of year

Hey, didn’t we love to hear the children play

We had some happy times

Ten years is so much time

You’d think we both could find a way

No, I won’t get maudlin;

it’s just being here alone

It took some getting used to, but I like it on my own

I just wish they’d get here soon -- I have so much work to do

Plans to make, and a whole new life to think about;

But you I am trying not to think of while I can

Waiting for the moving van to come.