Pieta

I have always envied Michelangelo.

Not that I have met him
but in my mind's eye,
I see David

standing 
in all his glory.

His pectorals and abdominals 

 intact

and Mother Mary
cradling her son
frozen in time  

an ice princess.

No one ever noticing  

the woman

and the crows’ feet
that hide beside her eyes.