What Are You

thinking about

older man as you lean

on your

walking stick

surveying this Truro Nova Scotia

street where once

you played

as a boy

tumbling in the grass

playing tag and

wrestling as friends.

Right now

greying whiskers define

your sorrow

keen eye

and caring heart

as you stand alone-

Molly left for

mother’s place a month ago

but you really feel

you are not done

while on this evening walk

‘cause it may not be long

before your lives

come together again.