My Last Night
My Last Night
Could no longer walk, stand, see
only cry for mama and
long dead
husband.
She asked if she
could walk up there, with him,
something tells her to be patient, to wait.
Eyes wide open, unblinking
there in the darkness, following something
only she could see.
hold her close,
cradle this frailness
directly responsible for my own.
I say my piece. My peace.
The door shuts and we throw
rocks in anger, share a bed,
check the temperature of feet
and hands as though
it might hold the answer
the question hovering, looming
heavy and dark above our heads.
The sky opens up for days,
all feels like one,
like the earth itself is sad to see her go
and crying
or maybe its her
somewhere safe
tears of relief falling to us,
the grass of home, of summer
lush and green between her warm toes
Could no longer walk, stand, see
only cry for mama and
long dead
husband.
She asked if she
could walk up there, with him,
something tells her to be patient, to wait.
Eyes wide open, unblinking
there in the darkness, following something
only she could see.
hold her close,
cradle this frailness
directly responsible for my own.
I say my piece. My peace.
The door shuts and we throw
rocks in anger, share a bed,
check the temperature of feet
and hands as though
it might hold the answer
the question hovering, looming
heavy and dark above our heads.
The sky opens up for days,
all feels like one,
like the earth itself is sad to see her go
and crying
or maybe its her
somewhere safe
tears of relief falling to us,
the grass of home, of summer
lush and green between her warm toes