Not very good thoughts, but important ones nonetheless.

We didn't make it far
but at the same time
you're clearly here with now
and I can't help but wonder
as you sit in my kitchen
with another old friend
coloring eggs like we did before
after a day full of anticipation.

And maybe it was that,
along with sandal-weather
that gets right up under your skin
and that constant companion
worry about being left behind
that has me electric.

But I'm the one prancing ahead
dancing to the songs streaming
right through my ears and my rattling brain
thinking about an array of friends
both old and young and new
and well-worn like a good plaid.

It's so nice to stay outside
to breathe the openness
to consider what tomorrow will look like
to wear a belted dress
and we'll talk about God all you want
the smell of hyacinths and daffodils lingering.