47. Black Friday

The day after Thanksgiving, I waited for Mom

to wake up,

boiled hot water for her favorite tea,

dressed in jeans and a sweatshirt.

 

Around noon she swept in the living room

— adorned in purple —

announced she would stay another night and

Could we go shopping downtown?

where she touched everything, like a little girl,

bought chocolate ice cream and sweet tea,

 

then, back at my house, she giggled

on the phone with a friend

(I took a nap). Afterward she and Dad

took us out to dinner and a movie

 

but she still wasn’t tired, so she

found a ‘40s dance and

partied until almost midnight

dancing with my father

under an almost-full moon.