Spring Day

As if this were any normal spring day
filled with gravity-defying,
alabaster bumble bees;
Her odds and ends
and leftover pieces of soap—
Lavender, mint
Lemon and ivory.

She says–
Let’s take a walk
down the road
through the woods,
past the rolling pastures, cattle;
to where the gravel road ends
and the pavement begins–
far away and close to home.

She holds me there
threading her needle,
the warm crackle of her voice,
the constant invisible motion
of her behind me,
as I stand at the kitchen sink
stroking the fuzzy red geraniums
stirring the peppery green air.



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