my love has grown so deep
as the snow banks outside
this window. Just now I scared
a deer close to the glass. Helping you
with your shirt collar, buttoning
your cuffs, pulling down your sweater,
who knew life would come to this?
How I trust you, all you’ve done
these years, a lifetime of growing up
with you; I was so young, a girl
still in school. I cannot believe
in a life without you. How will I survive
without your teasing me about my disastrous
exploits in the kitchen, my different monthly
hairstyles, my cockney New Jersey accent?
How many times do I ask, “Does this match?”
How much time do we have left? I cannot grasp
the change of seasons, grown children, grown
grandchildren. We have come this far. How
to prepare for the next step? The answer is blank
in my muddled head. I search for the deer.
