Just last week, I was 20 years old With long thick hair parted down the middle This morning, in my mirror is a woman With thinning white hair so short it needs no part
Just last week, I marched in Washington to protest a war in a faraway land Assuming, in my naivety that all lives matter
Today, faced with the reality That some lives matter more My son marches with a sign “Say her name”
Just last week, I backpacked through Europe Using my thumb and youth to get a ride Today, I add Lyft and Uber to my apps I am wary of strangers
Just last week, I married Certain we’d grow old together Instead, we grew apart Each finding love again
Just last week, two young dogs Came to be my companions Today, one is blind And the big one sleeps all day Just last week, I grew tomatoes And three types of lettuce On my knees in a big garden Today, I grow lemons on my patio Aren’t they lovely in my blue bowl?