Thoughts While Sitting in Line at the Car Wash

THE FIRST WARM RAYS
after a long freeze
draw people
who wouldn’t think of going sweaterless
into a September evening when it dips to 60 degrees
outside when it’s 40
in shorts and a tee,
just to feel the sun
behaving like itself again.

Like the return of an estranged family member
or a friend you’ve had a falling out with.

It’s clear to us now,
the distinction
between absence and presence.

And,
having gone so long without,
we rush,
arms wide,
eager to embrace
and wash away what’s clung to us
in the interim.

🙂 What? I was sitting in the car wash line a long time,
watching people, sunning myself.
🙂
at the car wash

About Marilyn

Reading, thinking, listening, writing and talking about faith, creativity, ESL for refugees, grief and finding the story in a story. Student of Spanish. Foe of procrastination. Cheez-it fan. People person with hermit tendencies or vice-versa. Thank you so much for reading.
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2 Responses to Thoughts While Sitting in Line at the Car Wash

  1. Pingback: Poetry with Marilyn Yocum

  2. pastordt says:

    Loved seeing you over at Megan’s place! For some reason, I’m not getting your blog posts. I’ll subscribe again.

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