We

The sun sears hot this morning,
comes down hard.

At breakfast, we stop to laugh.
He laughs when I say
we need to do something
when I mean he needs to. I just said
we need to get the ladder to change a light bulb.

We laugh extra as we age,
look at each other a second too long,
see our inner roulette wheels spin,
and know the one left standing
will remember this moment.

The sun sears hot this morning,
comes down hard.

(from Marriage and Other Leaps of Faith, Penciled In, 2015)