Evey

There is

this old lady,

Evey we call her,

from the greek goddess

of Youth,

for she has been there,

next to that bronze statue

of a sailor,

by the restless sea,

waiting for something

for as long as we remember.

 

She still is, you know.

 

I do not know

if she is actually still hoping,

or just waits for her turn.

 

But she has a story to tell.

We know that for sure.

 

And I love stories.

 

Maybe one day,

I will write about it.

But not today.

Evey will be there tomorrow

as well.

We know that,too.

Reviews

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

and now I am left wondering what her story is.......wonderful!