The Game of Solitaire

The Game of Solitaire  

Don’t you just wish you

had written that obituary?

Time: a waterfall

of love and peace splashing

on the reef of life. 

These were his thoughts

as they placed the flowers on

the casket.  Could they tell

he had already found another

body to keep him warm 
in the winter of his life?

There is no shame in not wanting

to live without the company of a woman.

But shouldn’t there be

a time to think about the loss.

Men are different in that respect,

they fear the cold

solitude of the morning after.