Nostalgia.
Remembering:
When we could go shopping
on Saturday morning at the Farmers’ Market;
When we could chat with neighbors
as they too shopped;
When we could grab a blueberry muffin
and cup of coffee on the fly;
When we could take a pie home
to enjoy later;
When we had fresh vegetables
and a bouquet of flowers
to see us through the week.
The good old days;
no equivalents in this new normal.
Grandmother’s preoccupation:
About the pandemic;
About her Granddaughter;
About the future;
About how to hold things together.
Two ax-handles wide in the hips.
Yet, always,
that steading force.