A Glimpse of Another Life
October 4, 2021
You told me my eyes
Were the color of your go-to coffee order
At your favorite café.
So I said
Your eyes reminded me of stormy skies,
My favorite weather.
We shared merely a moment
And within it a lifetime.
I could see us in rocking chairs
When I said goodbye.
To the stranger in the bookstore,
Maybe we weren’t meant to be
Maybe we were
But together,
Our home was beautiful
And our lives were full.