Regret 3that I Didn'T Get To Know Freddie Dunlop Better
That I didn’t get to know Freddie Dunlop better
Defiant mop of thick white hair - a Thurles face
Slim photographer - single lady – a leviathan in her time
Pictured my youth - talked to me as a person
Wore large pink hats with style and verve
An opinion on every topic - varnished nails her insignia
Morris Minor mirror polished - a smiling face
Masking latest mischief - rascal laughter burbling up
I knew her measure - I knew her loneliness
Not enough to let me help her - defensive joking
Her personal armour – her way of coping
Copyright © Liz Walsh | Year Posted 2010
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