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Poem Today - A poem by Ruth Lepson

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The Day Of Our Divorce Hearing you treated me to lunch, a spaghetti place. We had never been so kind to each other. When you said I’m still a slob, we laughed. After lunch, we stood in the parking lot. You said, you have the last word, but I said, No, I’m tired of being the one who sums things up. You get the last word. But you couldn’t think of one. So off you went to our silver car, I to our red one. It’s three years later. And even that’s just a story now. Lately I don’t feel as if I lived with you. But I remember our kindness that day, when it no longer mattered. Ruth Lepson

Sep 19 2021 A poem by Ruth Lepson The Day Of Our Divorce Hearing you treated me to lunch, a spaghetti place. We had never been so kind to each other. When you said I'm still a slob , we laughed. After lunch, we stood in the parking lot. You said, you have the last word , but I said, No, I'm tired of being the one who sums things up. You get the last word. But you couldn't think of one. So off you went to our silver car, I to our red one. It's three years later. And even that's just a story now. Lately I don't feel as if I lived with you. But I remember our kindness that day, when it no longer

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