Harvest Homes
She says, you can tell America
from the rest of the world
by the color of the wallpaper,
or lack thereof.
That southern hospitality is refreshing
after so many years in London.
The stuffed animal in her grasp
is named ‘Dog’.
When asked why she says,
"are you blind, it is a dog after all."
When the aide handed her a night gown
she asked if it was for sale.
He told her it was a gift,
but she could not accept it.
However, if he wanted to lend it to her
that would be “lovely”.
The aide was actually a woman.
When we told her so she replied,
“Well, she was a man
when he gave me the gown.”
We laughed and she said, “Oh lovely then”
and laughed with us
while clapping her hands.
I can’t tell you how old she is;
anything beyond 80 will do.
I can’t tell you how crazy she is.
I imagine more than a little.
Needless to say,
I liked her immediately.
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