She sits and waits for his improbable return; retired
to the one chair she always hated, the old woman now has
no choice but to sit in it, atop the uncomfortable plastic wrap
that keeps the cushion dry. Complaining of aches and pains
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What an awesome poem/story/life you show here. I am amazed at how really few lines you have had to use to convey a lifetime of love, life, death...all of the human woes and joys we all share. Beautifully done, Ted.