Blue One Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Your children are the most important things,
I know not even college is important,
At least not right now:
And now where will you live, as neither of us are
Getting along with our
Father, Alma,
While Saturn and all of her rings flicker and wink for
Unicorns,
As I do for you, Alma; and I am just turning away for
A moment to bury a nail,
To kiss a wink,
But when I am through I want to nod my head underneath
Your seat:
I want to sit for a very long while with you,
Alma,
And hold your hand under the roof of your car as the
Sky starts and finishes its rain,
Just like in the ways that we used to do,
While the candles leapt like little boys over their beds,
As I shared a blue one for a moment of you.