No Regrets

sunset chairsWe are 85
 
you and me
resting in chairs
warmth 
fills up the spaces between us
 
“what do you wish you’d done more in this life?”
 
there is
a rest
a centering
a wondering
 
only simple things:
children
a wild courage
loving well
and
flowers
 
While the sun 
drinks up the paling
rays into
the cup of night
I think
Big and Little Dippers, Ursa Major and Ursa Minor
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Maybe the only thing in the way of 
anything
is 
us
 
Us the fearful
Us the angry
Us the lazy
Us the distracted
Us the timid
Us 
 
In the morning
I totter toward the kitchen
turn on the light over the stove
and
hold the cheek warmth of the mug 
While pinks and oranges
fill up another
dawn
the dove is
winging and singing
in the damp morning air 
 
And you –
I find you  
assembling lilies, hyacinth
birds of paradise
mums & hydrangea
into bouquets
 grinning from ear
to
earboy with hydrange
 
Every day,
dear,
we can accept the schrapnel of truth-living
we can trust ourselves into
love
and the unremarkable
that is to each of us
beauty
 
 
 
 
 
 
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One Response to No Regrets

  1. Laura says:

    So lovely. Thank you.

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