There She Was

Poetry

Intro: up to 50 words (delete this text and enter your own)

I saw the mother

of my youngest son today.

In vegan sandals,

walking straight-backed, tall, noble,

head held high but not haughty.

 

I ached after her.

Her delicate flower dress

billowed like her hair,

once flame red, hinting of grey.

I hope she did not see me.