Mother, you used to say that old was
just going on, no special feeling,
except of surprise.
You said that dead was...
Bus steps are too high, but William clambers up gamely.
Doors shut. He peers out a print-marked window.
From the street corner, I wave like a soldier's bride
as his bus turns a corner and pulls away....
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