Marian Veverka

YOU PADDLE YOUR OWN CANOE
 
Tiny leaves have appeared
on the branches of the willows
A haze of green now decorates
the muddy river bank.
 
We speak few words as we paddle
through the narrow channel-
we do not mention cancer
or the beading of new cells.
 
You had asked to be kept
informed though you could not
cheat the beastly cells, so
relentless in their onslaught.
 
Our small canoe keeps pressing
onward.  The waters parting before
us as if they could deliver
your release.

Marian Veverka worked part time at the Port Clinton OH public library for over thirty years. Her poems have appeared in many literary journals and magazines. She lives near Marblehead OH, on the shores of Lake Erie.

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