One Sunday Afternoon

She focuses intently
on the task at hand,
glasses skewed slightly
to accommodate her gaze.
Cary Grant and Leslie Caron
snipping in the background,
Father Goose entertaining her
for the sixth or seventh time

Her lips curl inward a bit
as she works the needle in
and out and in again,
stitching like a surgeon
battling doubt and
the ravages of time.

The operation’s success,
a flicker in her eyes,
but he wonders its worth,
the effort applied.
Yet she looks so content, so soft
and almost shy, he only
nods as she announces that
favorite socks deserve
another try.

© 2006 Dennis Ference

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