A Poem Instead of a Clunky Package

I went to the post office 

hoping for a clunky package 

containing a mug 

displaying a painting 

A friend of mine in Egypt 

painted of a building 

in Pennsylvania.

but life is full of surprises 

there was no mug 

only a Scottish poem 

with words 

I might not even be able 

to pronounce 

or understand 

but the poem is called 

for Lisa who once was a poet 

but is no longer

I am not sure if she quit 

being a poet or just quit being 

the poem doesn’t say 

only that she died on a little island 

off the coast of Scotland 

but it wasn’t Shetland 

and I don’t know 

what kind of poems

she wrote and because 

so many of the words 

I don’t understand 

I don’t know much else 

about her 

but it’s still good 

to open the package 

and there’s a poem