Showing posts with label After the Storm. Show all posts
Showing posts with label After the Storm. Show all posts

Thursday, August 22, 2019

Morning


When the air is fresh
you feel it:  you get stronger
with each breath.

Your son
is slicing oranges
and it’s so sweet—
he’s so sweet—the scent
of his golden-brown hair
warm with sun.

The old deck creaks a bit
as you walk on it,
cracked and weather worn
as you are,

but still here,
still here.


© 2019 Jennifer Wagner