Slowly

Slowly

Light folds in the pocket

Of her life were beginning

To iron

Some thought it was age

Others experience

She didn’t know

Not for sure

But having someone around

Who cared, listened

Was comforting and

Allowed her in small ways

To open up and

Slowly tell her story

[DB]

3-2019

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