same day
carrots and tomatoes, today
an orange, red, yellow situation
grounded, willing, working through the hours
white and pink, that day
wedding cake, punch, people I had always known
years ahead, anticipated
same day on the calendar
a mere thirty six years apart
once an anniversary, still one, but no celebration
it is much easier now
I hardly acknowledge whatever significance exists
finality allows for little except
the end, followed by a thousand beginnings
hence the carrots and tomatoes, today
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I love the mirror of the first and last line: it creates a reflection without losing momentum
Love how you mark the anniversary with new beginnings!
Your poem leads me to write my thoughts and feelings… I’m off to do that before the poem gets lost in the passage of time…