twin beds

during fifty years
of marriage,
they had two
beds. twin beds.
neatly made, each with one
white pillow.
a night stand on either
side with a jar
lamp
and a wide blue shade.
the carpet, wall to wall
was the color
of the Carolina sky.
a sweet cotton blue.
when he died.
nothing changed.
his pillow and bed remained
in place.
she rose, she pulled the curtains
open, halfway, she went on
as if nothing had
or would every change.