I’ve seen forever
dancing in the kitchen
in her bare feet
and her thrift store dress.
The sweater on her shoulders
was left at her place
by some past Tom Sawyer of a lover
(it’s some kind of a test.)
If we don’t have a car,
we can ride the bus.
If we don’t have money,
we will still have us.
We could really use some money,
and some better days to come,
but
I’ve seen her dancing in the kitchen
in her bare feet
wearing her summer dress.
It won’t always be like this.
Something will come for us,
Come in the future or come from the past,
Tom Sawyer for his sweater, maybe,
or money we have to have and haven’t got -
but until then
we have right now, and
we have enough for the wishing well,
five dollars for a dress.
a pencil for a poem, and
whatever for the rest.
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