|July 14, 2012|
I watch them leave.
Together, they hold the colorful golf umbrella,
Stopping to check a few plants gracing the brick patio
On the way to the car.
She portrays delicate features and long light hair
With the sides swept up
In the silver barrette we bought yesterday.
He stands tall and proud, assuming a silent protection.
Walking side by side,
Comfortable laughter harmonizes the with rain’s song.
Their eyes meet in friendly camaraderie.
Someday they will walk side by side once more.
Instead of shorts and T shirts
On the way to McDonald’s,
She will wear white
To match the angel spirit she carries inside.
He will lead her on his arm
As, together, they slowly stride to music and flowers.
My cheeks will feel the rain fall again.
But this time the sun will be shining, too.
Sarah Lynn Phillips