The Flower Shop

On By Piano girl

Perhaps because it was
My thirty-first
Wedding anniversary 
Perhaps because your 
Silvery white hair
Brought memories of Dad
And the anniversaries 
He and Mom celebrated-
I don’t know why
I noticed you walking
Into the flower shop
While sitting in
The drive-thru line
Next door, waiting
For my lunch
But I wondered
Why you were there-
You looked distinguished 
In your dark navy slacks
Light blue button-down
And silvery white hair
So many possibilities 
For your stop at
The flower shop-
If only I could wait
To see what flowers
You purchased-
But I couldn’t wait
There were cars behind
And work ahead-
I chose to picture you
And your lovely wife
Celebrating your anniversary
Fifty or sixty years, perhaps?
I guess I’ll never know
But I’m thankful
My thoughts had
The chance to wander

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