i wear her watch
sometimes
even though the batteries
have long since drained
i wonder what she would think about that
just a way to hold
sometimes
memories need an anchor
i noticed it
at least i think i did
when we worked at a puzzle until the whole afternoon had drifted away at that card table
when we cut the sugar cookies
and you didn't mind that i infused the dough with so many hues of food coloring that it finally settled on puce
when you carefully measured 1/4 cup of chocolate chips for me to nibble on while I did my homework
i never questioned the measurement
just tried to make them last longer than they did the day before
i can only remember you in those ways when i wear the watch
you weren't wearing it
the last time i held your hand
i'm glad for that
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