Life is a journey, so we are told. There are some trips we are more reluctant to take than others, and one we can only put off for so long. However much we protest, it is a package deal.This, then, is the
It’s a little like leaving,
saying good-bye to the body you knew
as though you are standing on the deck
of a steamer, straining to see
that one familiar face on the dock.
It looks smaller now
as the ships slips out of its berth.
You didn’t book this trip.
Complaints pile up like letters on a desk
or messages from shore.
Send yourself a postcard.
Sign it with love.