Shift Poem by Don Pearson

(For Lesley-Jane)

Do you remember a poem by Christina?
Your hair could still be from the other Rossetti.
Those times speed away so fast
That, in my remembrance,
Your hair should be even redder,
Your voice deeper.

But I recall a jay undone
Beside the road,
Its feathers azure in my mind now
As when I posted one to you.

The future should be blue-tinged,
Shrilling as it approaches.
After all, the years pass
So much more quickly now,
As we get older.

Jan 2008