Some Prime Moments
Where were you when they shot JFK?
Were you shocked out of childhood fantasy dreams
as much as I meant to be, tomorrow to yesterday
dragged to their common extremes?
Where were you when we walked on the moon?
Were you lifted high enough to see distant stars
as far as I meant to be, tomorrow to maybe soon
revealed in their lighthearted memoirs?
Where were you when the Twin Towers fell?
Were you frozen to your computer & TV screens
as hard as I meant to be, tomorrow to tell
composed of persistent smithereens?
Where’ll you be when a woman’s made president?
Will you be expected to be unlocking doors
as freely as I meant to be, tomorrow came and went
taken back home unfinished yours?
Sheila with Maggie and Patty