YesterdayLand
When your wife sees me in Shul, she smiles and she waves. I wonder how she knows who I am. I wonder if you told her. If you told her that I was supposed to be her. That it was supposed to be me and you against the world. I wonder if you told her how much I loved you. How my heart would beat to your footsteps, to your hands banging on the drums as you would sing the hallelukas. I wonder if you told her how it felt to walk in the fields and the valleys with me. How you would write me poetry in your song lyrics. I wonder if she can count the freckles on your skin, or when you smile, if she knows why your teeth are crooked. I wonder if she could see kindness in your eyes, and warmth in your hands. I wonder when you first told her you are vegan. If it was a secret that you let slip out of you, like a piece of wind escaping too early, before you knew you had her, or if you were upfront from the get-go. I wonder if she liked those...
