
We’re Lucky
Fear and suspicion, death
and isolation aside,
lockdown was good to us, I say.
You’re eating oatmeal. You nod.
We had ample food on the table,
our health, and money enough
to turn on the heating in June.
You pause the spoonfuls to say
it was the wettest, coldest June
you can rightly remember. I nod.
And you cut my hair, and I cut
yours. Outside. Too right –
can’t have all that hair falling
between the floorboards.
The car battery went dead, I say.
We couldn’t drive anywhere.
Went online, bought a charger.
It’s called a tickle, or a trickle.
Trickle charger, you say. I nod.
We also bought a greenhouse.
Paid men to level the ground
and build it. All done online.
I think the garden
is the best it’s ever been.
Broke rules with workmen, you say.
I nod. Bite me is all I can think to say.
Tomatoes. Cucumbers. Flowers.
Chilli peppers. Sunflowers climbing,
and how did those foxgloves grow
taller than me, and you say,
Because old women shrink.
We’re lucky – we still like each other.
Shared with #APoemADay on Twitter ©Misky 2021
11 responses to “28 June 2021”
This is a lovely poem Misky, and especially the last line. That’s how I feel about Mrs H after 44 years. You brought a tear to an old man’s eye young lady! 🙂
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Aaah bless. Mr Misky (Peder) counted for me: we’re 41-years and 4-month, and then he laughed, “Is that too long?” 😂
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🤣🤣 certainly not too long!
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My Beloved Sandra and I (bonded for a mere 3 decades) BOTH really appreciated this fine work, too, Misky. Thanks!
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Wishing you both many more happy years.
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Good one, Misky! Captured some of the shared moments in a pandemic so aptly. Bottom line underlines it all. Thankful for so much this year, including the poems that are a delight to read!
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Thanks so much Patricia! ❤️
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Absolutely love this. Not only have you caught the feeling, but your rhythms are amazing. BRAVA!
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(biggest ever happy grin)
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I love this so much. The conversation. The oatmeal. Finishing each other’s sentences. We are only in our 13th year of marriage but it’s so great to live with my best friend. Bravo for contentment. Bravo for best friends. Bravo for your beautiful lines and observations.
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Thank you! ❤️
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