Second Hand
She had what she needed,
a paid-for house,She had what she needed,
a new car and a golf cart,
and enough money to last
her whole retirement.
a roof over her head,
a pickup truck in good shape,
and enough extra for
a vacation once a year.
a pickup truck in good shape,
and enough extra for
a vacation once a year.
Every week
she tried to stayout of the way knowing
she would do it differently
if she cleaned it herself.
she pulled up in the truck
to dust and sweep
and mop and wipe as if
it were her own place.
to dust and sweep
and mop and wipe as if
it were her own place.
And then
she heard her cleaning womanhad multiple sclerosis
and would have
her doctor told her
she had M.S.
and was advised
she had M.S.
and was advised
to stop working.
She gave away thefur coat she had not worn
for years.
She tearfully said
goodbye and accepted
the generous gift.
goodbye and accepted
the generous gift.
2 comments:
First, you're certainly prolific this weekend! Such great stuff you're sharing so we can read!
Second, while I tend to prefer prose, this poem is my favorite of your recent CW submissions. I love the structure, and the content.
Lovely.
Thanks, Melissa. I am surprised at my output, myself! The content of this just begged for this format. I'm glad you like it.
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