Wednesday, November 18, 2020

it surprises you

it surprises
you,
the tears, when they erupt
out of nowhere
while standing
in line with a cart of groceries.
there is nothing
here
to bring this on.
the lights are too bright
for sadness.
the decorations on display.
the music,
cheery in that vague
holiday way.
there is so much to be
thankful for,
and yet there it is,
down one cheek then
the other.

3 comments:

Dianne Cannon said...

Love, love, love this one. Nov 18th was a wonderful poem and prose day. Thank you!

Stephen Chute said...

thank you!

Di said...

This one is not as evocative for me. Not enough specifics.