In memory of Lucy Combattente, May 9, 1904 - Nov. 30, 1982
a lone old woman-
dried leaves swirling
around her feet;
she looks in my direction,
and you return from a long way
a bite in the wind-
her hand lifts to secure
her ruffled hair;
from somewhere in memory
you tell me to button up
snow by morning-
the old woman tightens her belt
and shudders;
I move to help her along,
but she's lost in the shadows
Ribbons, Winter 2007
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Sunday, November 30, 2008
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