Long Distance
I came home from Japan a month early.
A grand surprise.
James picked me up at the airport.
We drove through town.
He pointed out the new post office,
the new Wegmans.
He took me to your house
before he took me home.
Your mom answered the door,
called you down from your room.
As soon as I saw your face,
I knew it was over.
/ / /
29 August 2023
Charlottesville VA
This is poem 39 in a series called 50 Days Till 50 Years. I’m writing a poem a day between now and my 50th birthday. I’m going to try to focus on memories of my past, and the people who inhabited it.
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