we are 10
days away
from her 45th birthday
already deep into that silliness
people called middle age
and I wonder how different she feels
now than back when I interrupted
her
birthday party at age 33
how did I feel when we all thought
nobody would trust us because
we had
survive passed our 30th birthday
and later
turning 45 in the mid 1990s
having traded
my career
as a baker,
salesman, truck driver
for a
career as a scribe
while she
went from scribe
to
something more prestigious
still able to take pride
in her
ability to save the world
While I at
33 fell in and out of love
But always
stand ins for my one true love
while she,
perhaps, is finding and losing love too
then embracing aging as an accomplishment
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