She knew what he meant
but her eyes remembered
marrying a man who believed in things:
clinking champagne before sipping,
never walking under ladders,
if we get wet we get wet,
buying another pack of eggs just in case
because if we already have some
they’ll get eaten anyway,
it’s worth a shot.
She picked a conker off the floor
and put it in her wide open pocket.

© Carl Burkitt 2021