there

So it haunts you
while you paint
your fence black,
sweat falling to
the ground. Your
tears hidden away
in the toil of
today's work.

You eat dinner
but it's there.
You run around
the track at your
local school. But
it's still there.

So you drop down
on all-fours. You
realize that she
had it even in
old age. It will
always be there.