Eulogy

If birds dart across
the pond, one
after the other. If

the pond were still.
If I were quick enough
w/ a pic. If I zoom in

on two birds hovering
above the pond. If
I count two birds

plus the two doubled
in the mirror
of pond. If in this pic

the four of us darted
across the sky. If say
the slightest wind.

If the pond were not
still. If even a bit
of rain would shatter

the mirror. If it’s
just you & me, sister,
from here on out.