History

for Nancy History does not repeat herself? Oh Yes, She does... She sent me a sister from other lifetimes, a gift ungifted in ordinary timelines. A motherless child needs a sibling waif, gifted in place with canvas and paint to my paper and ink, to heal in part the wounded heart, and, even more, She settled the score with best surprise: patrician beauty in the physical guise, conjoining with impunity positive and negative: AB and O, as in the blood so to speak, a fortuitous mix unlikely to re- peat, and destined to meet-- the Giver not given to common conceit.