Thursday, April 2, 2009

the trouble with apologising

is this:
he was walking along-
side the road, kicking up
pebbles
with every step,
holding a bouquet
of home-
grown
redred roses
downward
to bring back
to his wife,
whom he has known for at least
30
years,
who wears a gold band on her left hand,
even when she scrubs soapy spoons.
Who, truthfully, have been very good to each other.
But,
honestly,
they`re getting a little tired of being so good.

2 comments:

Samantha said...

Oh, no.

lisa said...

so your most recent post doesn't have a comments option. but i'm tricky enough to get around that ;-) and will say that you are prayed for, even though this is days later and i am only reading it now.