Rain Lady

Walking slowly towards me, she comes

Dressed in a dark raincoat

Struggling with two large bin bags of clothes

For the charity shop on the corner

Too heavy for her tired arms

She sways unbalanced

Through the rainfall

Invisible to the rest of the world

All these years

And if she fell now

No one would notice

But I would cradle her small head

In the crook of my arm

Lifting her damp white hair

From the streaming pavement

Looking into her glassy eyes

Watching riverlets form in her unknown face

Feeling the last of her warmth

Flow away over the curb

And down along the side of the road.


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