A Late Proposal

end over end
each piece
fitting into the next
all morning we worked I forgot
what I had been thinking
what had kept me
where nothing lives
well or easily
let’s live by a river
he said looking up at me
then the last plank
slipped into place
and then he asked me
would I yes

Mimi White

© 2008

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