A Forties Woman

She was a forties woman thrown into another era We had no idea that she wanted to be a para She was dressed exotically with a veil on her face Her hair would have reveled an alien’s in space She was a forties woman who appeared shy and kept quiet No matter how crazy our children, even if they caused a riot. We would not have known her name if she had not given us a resume. She maintained an even-keel status each and every day. She was a forties woman who babysat our children and more. The last I counted she was watching up to eighty-four. In between watching she liked to wash and iron clothes. Where this freak came from, none of us knows.