Feeling nostalgic and hopeful and still glad to have another week watching the coming and going before the drive to Colorado.
Next to the gold tassel,
The graduation gown
Folded neatly
On the front table,
The glass vase holds
The stem of lilies:
Two white flowers
On their way out;
Two bloomed overnight,
Fragrant;
Two buds still
On that same stem,
Their future
Remains unknown.
Baby’s breath pillows
The entire arrangement.
Baby’s breath always
Looks the same
Fresh or dry
Like the pictures
on the family room wall,
Moments captured
In time.
Still
The lilies hold life
Not captured
But released
Into time.
