The morning I found the box
of photo albums in the attic
I learned that
the sun would have risen
even if I hadn't
Daylight is not necessarily
a good metaphor
for life
There you were
ten years earlier
having a picnic on the kitchen floor
despite the rain storm
visible through the foggy window behind you
You can make sandwiches
in any type of weather
but seeing the photos
loaned me understanding of why
you don't eat rye bread anymore
When I went back down stairs
I took our bread box outside to the birds
and made you soup
in silence.
Jan 12, 2015
Jan 12, 2015 at 4:36 PM UTC
The morning I found the box
of photo albums in the attic
I learned that
the sun would have risen
even if I hadn't
Daylight is not necessarily
a good metaphor
for life
There you were
ten years earlier
having a picnic on the kitchen floor
despite the rain storm
visible through the foggy window behind you
You can make sandwiches
in any type of weather
but seeing the photos
loaned me understanding of why
you don't eat rye bread anymore
When I went back down stairs
I took our bread box outside to the birds
and made you soup
in silence.
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