Before the Snow Comes
They say the roads down your way
are still passable with care.
If you go now you’ll get home
before the snow gets here.
It was good to see you
after all these years. Thank you
for remembering it was my birthday,
and for all those flowers…
But go now
before you would need to stay the night;
maybe longer, if the forecast is right.
You’d be in the spare room
with me awake next door,
wondering if you’ll snore, or talk
in your sleep. Maybe say her name.
You would breakfast at my table
like a husband. See me without make-up
in the morning light.
But you should call her now,
and say you’ll not be late.
Don’t wait, and see your gifted flowers fade.
Go now. Before the snow comes.