My grandmother waited nearly twenty years,
The only Rosie Riveter small enough
Even while seven months pregnant
To set rivets from inside the airplane wings.
Up and down stairs
On roller skates--
The tiny fierce
Caught in an old woman's body,
A tired woman's cares.
Any useful something...Laundry,
Ironing, Wash or Cook
Watching songbirds, playing Upwords,
Checking daily mail;
Watching for letters we all wish now
So she'd have walked up the drive again
With wider smiles every day.
How will it be
In Sixty years time
To look back on the days
of our goldenhood?
(c) Kathryn W. Ritter
May 22, 2011 Sunday 2:30 pm