Tuesdays have grown
So very much in the months since you have been gone
They started so painfully
Each one marking another seven days
The world kept on spinning
Not missing your face
But I did
I counted them for a while
A very long while
I could feel Tuesdays in my eyes
Brushing less sleep from them than usual
Swinging my legs over the bed was harder
I left my coffee pot on after the first cup
Tuesdays needed more than one dose of caffeine
A little extra time to face the day
I water my plants on Tuesdays now
Purposefully carrying life to them
Tuesdays are for nurturing
I keep this broken body going
Walking the distance from the sink to every vibrant reminder I've strewn about my home
Life is precious
It's wondrous and fragile and exhausting
Tuesdays are for nurturing
I talk to my plants sometimes
I wash their leaves and brush the dust from them
I turn them and ask them how far they have to stretch for the sun
I've stretched so far to get it, myself
I snap back sometimes
Into the shadow of the darkness
Ever looming
Ever threatening to swallow me whole
But even as it's nightmarish fingertips lurch out for me
I cross the floor with valiance
It nips at my ankles
The dog is easier to walk if it's a Chihuahua
My footfalls are certain
Brave, even
I bring water to my plants
You may be gone
But you're forever a hero to me
Death doesn't stop what saving a person can do
I wish I could have saved you too
I water my plants on Tuesdays
Sometimes I think you might like to carry water with me
You brought thunderstorms to my barren waste lands
You planted seeds of hope in my depression
You brought the sun to me when all I knew was clouds and darkness
I miss you
On tuesdays I water my plants
For you
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