WHAT MONET SAW

Photo by S. Auberle

WHAT MONET SAW

Where was I that year?

What museum, what city?

It doesn't matter now,

what matters

is the tenderness

I have not forgotten

in the eyes of a stranger

cradling his small son,

the three of us

splashing together

in that elegant pond

of waterlilies

almost-blind Monet

left for us.

- mimi