lady

I wonder if you ever think about us -

Two little girls sat on the railway bridge,

watching the sky turn pink.

Feeling as free as eleven year olds can as we ate through a bag of sunflower seeds and tossed the shells over the edge.

I crossed that bridge today (I haven’t left)

I googled you and a picture came up

You look just like your mother

who used to feed us watery chicken soup and carry that bratty little dog around

I don’t miss that bratty little dog