It's okay to walk on the grass

Queen shakes the hand of former IRA chief Martin McGuinness

The Telegraph, 27 June 2012

Chance having brought us together

we'll wonder where we've met before

say tentative hellos, smile, then realize

we were married long ago; freeze,

unsure what it would be proper to feel,

watch for the bloated corpses

of sunken ghosts to rise to the surface

and when they don't, feel foolish.

Don’t you remember Heather as a toddler

in the park? We watched the fireworks

and she cried, because she was scared

to step on the grass, so I carried her over.

I hope it’s me steps first on the grass.

I hope it’s you steps first on the grass.

(c) 2012 Slush Poet