Ruby’s come back In no time made small To point to the incurable wound At the heart of it all. I thought I’d forgiven And forgot to forget The empty chair left abandoned At the table I’d set. For years I would sit The long table placed two To light a third candle For the miracle of you. I thought you were gone So I set the space free To watch you sit down In the chair next to me. Now we’ll ponder and muse And I’ll delight in your smile A cupped rose to your face Signals my heart’s next trial.