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Mother's Ramble
The wood shuddered and every eye
listened at the stair behind the wall
The door opened and slowly
a black felt hat followed by a long black coat
a black handbag and two black shoes
emerged turned and quietly closed the door
In her eighties she was still a mountain
crumbling now but not yet turned to dust
Lips quivered her moustache. She smiled
uncertainly at these strangers in her...
Saturday 5th December 2015 10:58 pm
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