I guess

I GUESS

I guess

Time passes for us all

and one has

to sit alone and sip

that cup of coffee

remembering

bits here and there

of younger days

and seasons

When coffee and caring

happened more often.

The caring

still there I know

But now I sit alone

and sip the coffee

trying to remember.

The gladioli remain

fresh as yesterday

their fragrance

reminding me

that I am not alone.

They come now and then,

the reassurances-

phone calls

strange names

surprise visits

twinkling eyes

a new mischief

a hug that says

“I am still there

I care”

The flowers bloom

inside my room

The coffee

a bit sweeter now

for your having come by again.

(Mumu 12. 9. 94)