NaPoWriMo – Day 3 – ‘Write a fourteener”

This afternoon I received a visitor of sorts
It seemed to be, another me, from another time
She reminded me of all the people I have been
The songs I sang, hands fluttering, and how I used to paint
Same arrogant nose,  sly smile,with a laugh as bold as brass
Both lighter and deeper than the me who sits in this chair
So concerned with housekeeping and acquisitions.

coffee

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