Since

I watch her in the early light, her breath slight,

her skin soft; barely there, she is solidly unconcerned.

Since, she has become like a little sparrow,

evasive yet everywhere; I saw one in a Walmart once,

swooping between the home supplies, fragile to touch

but way out of reach it went where it chose;

the rest of us watched it anxiously, as if it mattered.

After a time, I get up, as in everything I do

since: careful not to disturb her.

About Rosalind C Hughes

Rosalind C Hughes is a priest and author living near the shores of Lake Erie. After growing up in England and Wales, and living briefly in Singapore, she is now settled in Ohio. She serves an Episcopal church just outside Cleveland. Rosalind is the author of A Family Like Mine: Biblical Stories of Love, Loss, and Longing (Upper Room Books, 2020). She loves the lake, misses the ocean, and is finally coming to terms with snow.
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