Specimen Days

It’s the chapter of the day that we spend time together 

And I do not think about the time that we stood silent 

in front of the gemini deer on the private beach

I am happy to sit in your presence with a coffee and a book to read

underlining all of the passages, to your heart I know will speak

And I realize now that you were right— in this afternoon’s apogee

Our lives should not be an epic novel, but a collection of poetry

How grateful I am for these verses, the ones that you have written with me.