“See, I set before you this day, a blessing and a curse. Choose blessing.”
It’s “Water Cooler Wednesday”,
In this, the second week
Of your retirement.
Facing you across the altar that is our table,
In our downsized 1 bedroom hipster condo.
You with pen,
Me, facing type,
Having sung ourselves closer,
We settle into writing.
And, between the silence,
Of my own heart beating,
A poem hums me back,
Back to you.
Sofer.
