in train stations and airports, in the snow. . .

So, I'm going on a trip, leaving tomorrow-by train and by plane.

But first I have to get everything ready here at home.

that's every woman's first job-
 I bought 2 gallons of milk and Hershey's cocoa for the man at home.

we printed a December calendar and sketched in the important dates-

so he won't forget. . .

I'll miss home and him-but I'm going to New York for the baby.

I'll trip through train stations and airports, through the snow,

in my favorite clogs-that have developed an irritating squeek-
perhaps you'll hear me going and coming.  
 And I'll be back.