Hard As It Is
Easter
in your eyes
how then
where will
you be
i’ll look in every
room
i’ll look outside
i’ll look down
the drive
i’ll wait
i’ll be waiting
for you
to walk through
the door
and i’ll hear ‘ya
long before i see ‘ya
you’ll be toting
your layered strawberry cake
and Papa will be close behind
angling fer the first slice
…
we’re supposed to
sit together
you and i
and talk and tease and laugh
like we always do
you’re supposed to
make me green beans
and i’m supposed to
tell ‘ya how good they are
i woke up
thinking that …
thinking about that
your pots
all your empty pots and pans
but you tell me
to hush
and dry my tears
and put on my face
“for the show
must go on …”
TL