For Jestine

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I did not visit you on the day you died

although my mind was on you

all that day

because

when I mentioned visiting you

my driver said

the hospital parking fee was high

and I said

I might call him anyway at 3:00

but then at 3:00

another friend called

and invited me to a party

and although you'd been on my mind all day

I immediately forgot you

because

the afternoon sun was so bright

oh so very bright

and the afternoon air was so sultry

and a certain sweet someone I loved

would be there

and for five months

I'd been forgetting you anyway

so it was easy enough

to forget this time

although the thought of you

on that particular day was so pressing

and never once

all that day

and all that night

as I worked that party

did it occur to me

that this hospitalization was your last

And that you were dying

And that God was telling me

to visit you to say goodbye.

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