We make a quick stop
I promised we would,
To get beans from your garden.
We stand together at the tall bean plants lining the perimeter of your garden.
You explain to me how to pick the beans.
I listen and watch but I know. We’ve been doing this together for a long time.
“I plant the beans and then a corn and then the beans. They help each other.”
You’re so wise.
She opened the car door and spotted you asleep,
Chin raised in the air, still wearing your bathing suit.
You should have seen the way her face lit up.
I wish I could bottle up that love.