“Together Alone”

“Together Alone”

 

I tend my garden row by row.

You tend yours as well.

I peek the fence to see your growth,

I missed my step and fell.

The fence a boundless boundary,

an unlikely mix of stone.

A fancy noontime reverie,

caught drifting off alone.

Solace in activity,

disparate, but shared.

A bearable captivity,

when someone else is there.

Separate paths now cultivated,

could someday lead to home.

The point would be, they get created,

spending together alone.