Frozen in Time …
She held his pocket watch
in both hands
Remembering…
How many times
had she done this
same thing as a child?
He had two actually …
The railroad watch
with a train running
across the bottom
just below the ‘6’
His everyday watch
The one that he
slipped into his
right pocket each
morning before going
off the work
to build another bridge
connecting ribbons of
highway all across
the state
The other …
A gold watch with a
snap cover and a red
stone embedded in
the top of the stem
His Sunday watch
The watch with a
chain that draped
across the fancy vest
he wore that sported
a special pocket for
the watch and a
buttonhole for the
toggle end of the
chain ..
draped just so across
his mid section
I inherited both
upon his death
And …
even though he was
buried in his Sunday
best, the full suit
I kept the Sunday
watch as mine
And …
his Railroad watch
went in to its rightful
place in his pocket
as it should have been
Copyright © 2016 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
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