Anniversaries and Such
Circled days
hide their faces
on the far side of the fridge.
Dates and reminders
clog the cyclic notches
on my prayer wheel.
Calendar dreams
wake up far too late.
Ducks fly across a fridge magnet.
I hear the distant quacking
of a missed anniversary
disappearing
over a dimming horizon.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2021
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