“On the Way to Work” Collection
They flitted and flirted,
Here and there,
up in the air.
Lovers they are, friends forever.
He follows her. She just goes where she may
Oh, how fun is this game they play.
Life is! Love is!
How fleeting is the moment.
Daedalus loved his son with the wisdom of keeping from going too high.
Did no one love this lover with the wisdom of keeping from going too low?
Low over the roadway they swoop.
She rises again. He begins to follow.
Against the angled glass he hits.
Is Icarus reborn?
Straight up in the air her lover rises.
And as feathers fall from his wings,
to Earth he descends.
The sweetness of death completes his journey.
I wonder what Daedalus did over his broken son?
When my mother died, my father became a lost puppy dog.
Fifty-three years of marriage supplanted with…
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