August 29, 2017

A POEM DEDICATED TO LADY HOPE



A POEM DEDICATED TO LADY HOPE
 [based on a photo by Barbara Florczyk]

In a heavy rain, you hang out the wash,
then hum a tune you cannot name
nor care to for fear the need to hum it
will leave you.

All sorts of unexpected things like that
while the child that I am hangs in close
at your heels, shadowing you,
eavesdropping on choice bits
of talking to yourself
as though you were your only friend.

But you never see me:
not in the heavy rain
nor in the madness of your senseless chores
nor in the humming,
not anytime you go about your living,
heels ahead, laughing at things
that when I reflect upon them
are funnier than they are when you don't say them.

So, I hang in close, shadowing at your heels,
and holding tightly to Life itself,
your only child.


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