an orange sky - a bright sunrise
a bucket of coronas by a chair
seagulls flying to nowhere...
the ceramic tile on the mantel
tells not the whole story now;
we were one and inseparable in
our pursuits of love, discovered
on a Cancun beach years ago,
that love grew and lasted for over
thirty years when one of us decided
a new adventure was in order...
the funeral was brief but sweet and
the music played was her favorites,
only a few family members were
there along with some friends,
many of whom not remembered
by me expressed their condolences;
alone in the house I sit, gazing at
ceramic tile and remember fondly
those days spent in the sun and
all the fun we had, deciding what
meals to have since all the menus
were in Spanish... and while many
years have passed since we were
there, I remember only the beer.
February 18, 2024
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