sad and busy
sit together because they help each other
makes the coffee,
opens the car doors, loads suitcases while sad wonders
wonders when to touch, to hug,
to take a picture and freeze a precious moment to savor, later.
says busy,, where did it go?
Did I make it be so mysteriously gone?
does not say when, but I
know each goodbye is practice for a greater goodbye
remembers each hello
is practice too, for a greater greeting outside of time.
They do need each other, these two.