I Wonder What You’re Doing Tonight Poem by John F. McCullagh

Orion, mighty hunter,
is casting down his light.
He is my lone companion
On this frosty winter‘s night.

Not long ago, not far away
He shone upon us two.
Back when we were still in love,
Before you said we’re through.

I wonder what you’re doing tonight.-
Tucking in the children, turning out the light?
Do you toss and turn the same way
I do every night?
I wonder what you’re doing tonight.

It’s possible we’re laughing,
both, at the same comedy.
It will have a happy ending-
unlike the tale of you and me.


It could be that we’re wishing,
both, on the self-same star.
Those wishes cannot be the same
For wishes seldom are.

I wish you were remembering me
but you wish to forget.
Both wishes go unheeded
in a lifetime of regret.

I wonder what you’re doing tonight?
Tucking in the children, turning out the light?
Do you toss and turn the same way
I do every night?
I wonder what you’re doing tonight.