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Author: Anonymouse
Started: 14/05/07
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Published: 14/05/07
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Aunty May (2)Outline: A second shot at the same subject. Poor Aunty May,
Your life is fading. We glimpse you in sepia prints Stuck in a shabby album. We see you as you were, Smiling forward, Bridesmaid at every wedding, Never your own. So uneventful years flew past, Taking freshness and hope, Leaving bitterness and anger And arthritis. No more thoughts, No memory even to recall the day. We are all strangers, Empty picture frames. Dulled eyes stare out And heavy body fills the Windsor chair. “What happens next?” Is all you say. |
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