She told him of the bookmark maple leaf
In the big Bible, and all she remembered
Of the place marked with it—“Wave offering,
Something about wave offering, it said.”
“You’ve never asked your father outright, have you?”
“I have, and been put off sometime, I think.”
(This was her faded memory of the way
Once long ago her father had put himself off.)
“Because no telling but it may have been
Something between your father and your mother