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Just Remembering
Just Remembering In a corner in her garden, sun hat leaning, Traffic white noise backgrounded, Sara dozes and dreams of life long ago When she was young, so young. She is dancing the jitterbug, Glenn Miller playing, Baby sister peeking through French doors, And then she has a flash of Mother cooking, Boiling water for tea in a blue galvanized pan. In her reverie she recalls broomstick skirts, Saddle oxfords and beanies, and then “Ma Perkins,” and “Stella Dallas” and “The Shadow knows,” At night on a veneered radio. There were “Fireside Chats” comforting from the President, “Don’t Sit Under the Apple Tree,” and that Harbor of Pearl, Nickel song sheets to sing by, a piano player in the dime store, Cotton and wool for home-sewn clothes, nothing more. Picture shows for “necking” on the very back row; Betty Davis, Peter Lorre and Greenstreet, Love glances to the grocery store boy, Ten cents for bread the excuse. Stars were brighter then, days were sunny, too Hope lived eternal “in that human breast” Where now a breeze blows ‘cross wrinkled old cheeks, And she rests, rests, rests.
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