Sweetness and Weather

Sweetness and Weather

I walk out my door some days

into a feeling of Andrew,

my late-life husband:

things we did together,

places we saw ... the same 

exact mix of sunlight and breeze.

Or I go to my little boys, 

down the back yard

on a good drying day,

playing under the clothesline. 

Me pegging, and watching them.

Their white singlets and nappies.

Not often my own childhood –

here is so much warmer – but

sometimes the way the winter sun

glints on the river, or the rare

pockets of fog in the hills,

a smell of coming rain....


Featured by Sherry at Poets United in Poems of the Week ~ Then and Now, along with poems by Wendy Bourke and Mary Kling.