Poetry Month 2013 - Day 4
Part2 of A Man
he could find in the sky this night. He thought of his wife,
five years dead, and the unfilled time of her absence.
but it wasn’t his way to venture outside himself.
Sometimes the man sat on his porch waiting
for the next day to arrive.
When it did, he went inside, showered,
dressed, ate a bowl of cereal
- today it was Corn Flakes -
and took the dog for her morning walk.
He rubbed his dog’s belly, gave her a kiss
and went back down to Boeing to work on the aircraft again.
- Esther Altshul Helfgott
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