Suddenly, it’s over, and I hear!
And what I hear
is that stranger in the Carhart jacket
who stopped at the side of the freeway and said,
“I got this for you, darlin’. Just go stand
over there in that tall grass
with your baby while I change your flat.”
And I did, and he did, and forever after that…
And that’s how my life passed…
Told a little baby story.
Sang a little baby song
while the crows in the branches and the baby laughed
and the yellow butterflies in that tall grass—
and a stranger in a Carhart jacket, who might have passed
but stopped instead to change my flat, and said, “I
got this for you, Laura,” and knelt down:
And even better, I believe, that I
never really heard him until now.