by Quincy Troupe
for Joe and Jill Biden, Cheryl and Charles Ward, and for Margaret
walking along together
in the nation’s capital
Joe stopped, stooped, picked a flower—
a dandelion to be exact—
then he handed it to Jill—
who smiled in her white summer,
dress full of pretty flowers,
and someone snapped a picture
of this sweet, simple gesture,
it revealed something deeper,
profound, beautiful about
their love for each other here,
that taught all of us watching,
how to reach across time, space,
with a tender touch, a kiss
for one another here, now
in this moment of hatred
before time on earth runs out
From:
Duende Poems
Copyright ©:
2022, Seven Stories Press
Last updated December 14, 2022