Something’s Not Right (Written February 26)

Something’s Not Right


Until the day he came to tell us

What happened, we could only guess

And imagine the worst. My wife


Thought they’d had a fight, and Meg

Had had to make a run for her life,

Taking the children to her mother,


Or to her sister, who was four years

Younger, and lived in another

Part of the province. I thought


It must have to do with little Tommy’s

Illness, and not wanting to be caught

Short, Meg had taken a room


To be near him. Ned, we knew,

In the best of times, was a gloomy

Sort, and never had much to say,


And so it was a surprise,

That windy, rainy, October day,

When he came knocking at our door.

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