Waiting

Waiting

eating smoothie

out of a jam jar

and PB&J from the cooler.

Waiting

skiing with my sister

on the little snow that's left.

Waiting

grabbing my camera

and chocolate-covered pretzels

and mud boots.

Waiting

sitting with Dad on a bench

playing clapping games

with my sister.

Waiting

talking to everyone else

who's huddled in puffy jackets

or being brave in t-shirts

while we all distractedly glance up

is is here yet?

Waiting

putting on cardboard glasses

and staring up at the sun,

who has never looked prettier,

but also never more un-eclipsey.

Waiting

taking photos,

trying to capture

the crescentness of this fireball.

Waiting

hoping this beautiful thing

called Totality

will never end.

Waiting

for the next

solar eclipse.