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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.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 10/27/2014 8:05:00 PM
Fantastic! Great poem.
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Date: 10/9/2014 11:43:00 PM
Hi Jay, I like her too! She reminds me of my late maternal grandmother. I like your style too, narrative and descriptive. My kind of poetry. All the best, Gry
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Date: 10/7/2014 12:24:00 PM
Jay, love happens, no matter what. I like how you like her, no matter what! Enjoy your day, Love ~SKAT~
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Date: 10/6/2014 3:46:00 PM
I liked your poem Jay! Great narrative and imagery . And I love the title as well :)my new poet friend. Cheers! Love and light! xxxx D.
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