she could run

she could
run
forever,
plodding along
through
the ice and snow.
one foot following
the other.
on sand,
through
the woods, ongravel
at the side
of the road,
her face reddened
by the cold
or heat,
her hair pulled
back
beneath her cap.
she would run
and run,
alone,
while you stood
at the window
and waited
for her
to return.