The Sweetness of a Summer’s Evening
In the sweetness of a summer’s evening,
As we loaf on the veranda, talking
Of our plans for the garden, sipping
Our mint juleps, listening to the music
That drifts down from behind city hall,
News of your recent return
To hospital takes us by surprise.
You had seemed so full of energy
Just a week ago, as resilient as last year’s
Irises and last year’s jack-in-the-pulpit.
A cough has lodged deep in your lungs
And nothing you do seems to be able
To shake it. This is not the first time
You’ve come close to the precipice,
But it feels more ominous this time.
For one so full of life, so active
And so bright, it’s hard to find rhyme
Or reason for so cruel an end.