Sunday, April 10, 2022

“Oh My Goodness”

“Oh My Goodness” 

Was passing away

Those passing days:

The way she saw

Our days, each day

Wearing away.

I walked my wet 

Bike through our doorway.

She sat inside on the floor,

A mystery in hand, smiling

As she saw my smile

As I passed on through 

To the space out back.

I set aside the dripping

Boots, the sodden

Gloves, the streaming

Jacket seeing her looking

At last at the evidence

I’d left on her floor,

Hearing her “Oh my 

Goodness” once more.

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