I saw the vine-attached pink
tomatoes in the hand-built gray
bowl on the counter

and I thought I would wait till
they turned more red and told
that to my wife,

but temptation got me and I
carved a few slices off of one
and they were delicious

with a bit of sea salt shaken on
them. I’d say I was sorry, if she
were planning the tomatoes

for something other than for
the availability of themselves
but I don’t think

she even thinks about that know-
ing how much I love tomatoes and
something tells

me she bought them just for me,
but I apologized anyway hoping
for her acceptance,

which she gave unconditionally.