Watching the Mountains Change Color
Watching the Mountains Change Color
The doctor, who plans
to dismiss her this evening,
tells the nurse,
“Go ahead, send her home
with the husband and kids.
Why did we admit her anyway?
She’s fine.”
Then the husband
says something
he hadn’t mentioned at dawn
when by the hand he led her in:
“My wife stands for hours
at the window,
watching the mountains
change color, mountains
that aren’t there,” he says.
Donal Mahoney
Copyright © Donal Mahoney | Year Posted 2010
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