Tuesday, June 26, 2012
After Nora Ephron
Life won’t be easy without Nora
Now alone with my turkey neck…
Sharing anger while also writing off
Aging with a “What the heck”!
Every wrinkle on her face,
Each mirror's reflection, a rejection…
Time shortening upon inspection;
Past regrets with introspection.
She made us laugh when younger,
Mocking our trials in early years…
Then aging with brutal honesty
Exposing ill health, death, our fears.
Life continues on this spring day,
Bird’s nests, flowers, heifers calving…
But tomorrow at the restaurant,
I won’t order what “She’s having”.