Resilence
We rested
on the bench
under a dogwood tree
she planted
to shade her
when she visited
them
……spouse passed when he was 59..
……son passed when he was 59.
“He went to war when son was three.
I am glad he got back.”
“How did you get over it?”
“I don’t try to….”
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That’s a great lesson here in the last line–the tree also another marker of change over time.
Last line
is the best answer ever
to that question