'Garage-Saling' Poem by Adeline Morris

'Garage-Saling'



Going 'Garage-Saling'.
The face of a middle-aged woman
will forever remain a paused image in my brain.

Buying a typewriter.
'Well, I'll probably never see you again,
so good luck with life'.

She smiles so modestly.

When will I be able to achieve this decency?
I could cherish that degree of wisdom.

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