pain

It's a mystery.
Neither Laura or I know what it is.
Knowing it will not change things, but still…
After a mammography and two (count 'em) MRIs,
we know nothing except fear.

Driving home today after an early trip.
Sun bright in my eyes and, with relief,
crying to myself in the car- to the children's tune
of "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star".

Pain for what might be.
Pain for what may not be.