Two Graves

I used to want a big old house
in the country with beckoning stairs
and rooms for every mood,
but the children grew
and now I just
want you.

Yes, love, time
has flown.
And it�s cold
again this year.
I can feel it in my bones.
I can feel it here, and here, and here.

December 4, 2006

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