Once Was Enough.(Poem)

 
Once Was Enough 
 
 
underlit, the red leaves remind me 
of perching on the window ledge with your cat, 
waiting for the wind to shake the plum tree leaves 
 
in the late afternoon light that 
you always complained about 
missing, but never actually sat 
 
still long enough to enjoy. I sometimes doubt 
you even saw it before I pointed it Out to you. 
then again, you already knew ...