I sat with an old woman
who spoke a foreign language.
We had waited all summer to sit together.
the summer of June, July and January.
She told me her father haunted her
though he died 40 years before.
She told me she played Beethoven
but not as well as I do.
I sat with an old woman
who spoke a foreign language.
I've waited all summer to learn it.
like a child at the age of two.
The Barefoot Peace of Ash Wednesday
2 years ago
Very nice. I'm glad you are doing these - they get your reader deeper into the flow of things.
ReplyDeleteThat's just lovely!
ReplyDeleteEXquisite and you are beginning to make me envious no, actually you are continuing to make me very proud!
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