A woman assumes a man
She puts him on like a coat
Against the elements
She doesn't look up to see
That water dripping on the front step
Means the gutter has pulled away
Or need to know
A squeak at the door
Says the hinge needs oil
She knows an ache
In the lower back
Needs strong wrists
A cup of coffee
Made just right for her
Follows a Sunday nap
She keeps his shoulder
Between her and the storm
Outside the window
© 2016 Muriel Thumm
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