Memories - Poem by Jan Hauck
Bland-mannered, with shrinking depth,
Behind a fence and scattered rose bushes,
She walks, works and plants,
Quite mechanically between a cat and a shed,
Neighbours do not know her,
People do not see her, her old frame,
Slightly shaking and alone.
She is still young inside, frozen
In time, in a year long ago, still young,
Happy with a man, long gone from the world,
Not from her heart, he lives with her,
Still talks to her from photos and letters,
And her tears flow daily, and her smile lights up daily,
Married to memories worth a whole life.
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