Tag: family

The visitation

I am an orphan now, she said

sitting down beside me.

 

In Islam, mother comes first

second and third. Then father.

 

I’m sorry.

 

I asked her forgiveness

for changing faith. Our daughter

wrote a long letter.

 

She never understood.

Worried. But laughed. My goodness

there is nothing to forgive.

 

 

One family

One Sunday morning.

 

One crocheting a curtain of fine thread.

One talking about a tattoo she won’t get.

One looking at real estate he won’t buy.

One in Newfoundland, hands ’round a coffee cup.

One writing it down.

 

One cat curled up in front of the fire.

One dog curled up with her purple bunny.

 

One gets up to make pancakes.

One winter storm warning is in effect.

One should go get groceries.