By Anonymous Correspondent
Image Credit: NASA
When I was younger I never understood my father
He said he’d do anything for my mother
If she wanted the moon, I’d get it for her, he said
I understood – suddenly – when we were at the lake and you were holding a branch
Twice your height, but you lifted it like a spear
If I asked you to bring down the moon…
I returned there today
By accident. Wandering across a familiar branch in a familiar cove
I knew it as the sun knows the moon, as my father knows my mother
As I once knew you
I stared down at it and said
All things come back to
I wanted to say “where they were before”
But that is not true
So I said “where they are supposed to be”
I am so far away from that day
But the branch is right back where we found it.