Vacant minds across the kitchen table
Leaning on their elbows of time,
Understanding they are at the end of their lives,
Never thinking that there was space
Beyond what they have lived;
Life, was a distance passed in glorious moments.
“I’ll walk the dog. Put on your pajamas
And heat the water for tea.
I’ll peel you an orange when I get back.
Is it cold outside?”
“Yes, wear a hat.”