Long Enough
/We traveled to Boston Took planes and trains and automobiles
Dragging Disney princesses
on rolling suitcases
behind us.
Ariel got her chance to
stroll along down a --
what's that word again?
Airport concourse.
We could only stay in Boston
for four minutes.
Four minutes was long enough to
see our two friends become one
Long enough to get our glasses readjusted
(dorks)
Long enough to swallow the
unmistakable
New England October air
and to look up at the mirror ceiling
of the hotel where
a young man asked my father
on the same weekend
seven years ago
if he could put up with
my motion sickness and
broken eyeglasses for a lifetime.
Seven years later,
my husband twirled me on the dancefloor
to Michael Buble
our flower girl daughter pouting
our angel son sleeping in the lap of Uncle Greg.
Later we would consider
passing by
our Boston real estate
where we brought home two
babies brand-new,
real estate now occupied by
some unsavories.
But then I thought how
I didn't want to spend
these four minutes in Boston
looking back
casting our life there
as some man that I had loved
but knew I could never marry.
I've had my fun/ But baby I'm done I wanna go home
*** Our host, sweet Maggie
...and her baby sister Louise (not pictured: Louise's twin bro Calvin)
FamiLee
Flower Gal waiting
Tater waiting
Jeff waiting
Lo! The flower gals arriveth
Lo! Eunis arriveth
Hard out here for a flower girl
Mercy. I miss Newbury St.
Kicking off her shoes for dancemania
Eunis + Jeff = 4 eva
