[lit-ideas] Focusing, II
- From: "Lawrence Helm" <lawrencehelm@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- To: "Lit-Ideas " <Lit-Ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- Date: Wed, 12 Oct 2011 08:44:14 -0700
I've turned seventy-seven
The day she has an MRI
To assess possible
Damage to her brain
From perhaps a stroke.
There's no point
Railing against inevitability.
Thirty years ago these
Intervening years
Seemed an eternity
And if we could live
This long, a paradise,
But I never thought the touch
Of her hand would grow this cold.
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