this morning at the bagel shop
two young ones hold
hands and laugh
as I remember
that we are
old now and
we are them
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two young ones hold
hands and laugh
as I remember
that we are
old now and
we are them
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terrific poetic compression, sings right into my heart in a minor key of mourning. When did I become “Excuse me Sir” to a 45yr old man in a business suit in line at Panera?
This is such a lovely poem.
Cream cheese. Thank you for all your writing!
I love the tenderness in this poem, Kate!
this is something that dawns
on me at dusk
enjoyed your poems for a month