Second Time Around

She leaves her shoes on the table.
kicked off after a night out,
the red bow reminding you of her dress.

A hint of her perfume remains on the pillow
long after she has left for work.
A reminder. A promise.

Marriage again is an act of faith
in history not repeating itself,
of life after life, of a garden blooming again

where once there was dust.

About this poem

Four months into marriage and it is still a miracle to me. She is a miracle to me.

Tom

PS: The painting is “High Heels With a Vintage Vibe” by Mary Ann Duffy Godin. Picture taken at the Southern Vermonts Arts Center.