Her Arms as Though

Her arms as though a woven dance mirror 

her sense of sight still alert with the surprise 

of African daisies along 

the highway median she drove expertly 

mesmerizing her passenger with 

quick-witted speech wheel handling without 

missing a turn knowing present tense by heart 

with one who rescue-loved and now watches this

bed-bound ballet finding things new to say

this cheat grass day half away from all

those gravy years