Seven Years Later

Why?

                                                   Wag of the finger 
            “No, No, No”
                                                          “You’re not on the ball”

All that stands out!
No lecture-
only words…

As light in August,
the fading memories-
yet the shaking head-
brown hair with streaks of blonde,
that stupid finger…

Why?

Hispanic perplexed-
in Spanish…

Learning  conjugation
to an end.

Or was it those eyes?
fierce, emitting…

Amusement-

Why?

All for-
                                                     Wag of the finger…
            “No, No, No”

                                                     “You’re not on the ball”

Only flames,
burn the flash-

There in the corner- 
Abrir-                                         To open

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