Magnus Grace

My neighbor is doing Duolingo across the street,

He’s in his sixties learning a new language

And I’m just eating leftovers, watching him,

Wondering if he’s practicing French for his husband.
 

Fireflies and sun

Thunderstorms that shake the house

Summer has returned

To me,

The words hope

And light

Are interchangeable;

To me,

Perhaps it is hope

That will let us see clearly

Lifejacket strung on the clothes line,

Still dripping with lakewater and smiles

From when I skied across the great

Puddle of light that sits in front of me now,

We 

     Contain multitudes,

     Infinite differences

     And variations; it is

Moments slip away

faster than I'd like them to.

Moments I could hold onto forever

moments I would hold onto forever

if I were given the chance.

Although memories are forever,