Violet Eyes
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I made a promise, a little visit
A busy day...so much to do..
But, I'm running late, they will be waiting...
I should be going...the clock is ticking
I'll take just a minute for a quick hello
no need to linger, ...and then I'll go
I grip my keys, and make excuses...
She seems confused....unduly quiet
Oh dear, it's useless, ... her voice is desperate
"You must try a piece of cake. Made fresh this morning,.. no need to hurry! The tea is hot. Let's have a chat, you must be thirsty!"
(The clock is glaring.....I need to scurry....)
(My life is busy....this day's been crazy)
"I can't stay long..... a late appointment.... I have to go,"...
was my reply
(Oh dear, it's clear, she tries to hide sheer disappointment,,,, I cannot lie!)
.....
She walks her cane, across the floor, her smile is kind...
I have declined, with clear remorse
I start to say one last good-bye, hand on the knob of her front door
"Would you like to take a pot of violets?
It would take just one moment, before you go"
I can't refuse, how could I now? I see the longing in her eyes
And now we've walked to a screened porch
The sun's a torch that lights the room
Her potted blooms are in a row, a glorious show of mauve and blue
They sit so proudly like pots of gold
In glorious colors,.....I must behold
I smile expressions, sheer admiration
Her anxious look turns to delight !...
Her face lights up just like the sun
Years melt away from somber eyes.
I've asked her "What, could be your secret,
to grow these perfect spring bouquets?"
"The fragrance sweeps a magic potion, that makes me want to spend all day!"
"Please tell me more, I'd like to know."
We sit and chat, and I'm enthralled.....
"Leftover tea leaves? Helps them to grow?".....
"Now who would guess? Please tell me more!"
Her eyes are wide, with my request
This time I know just what to do
"I'd love to share some tea with you"
That's how we spent all afternoon
She cut the cake
I poured the tea......Her smile was worth a million suns
I noticed then,.. that afternoon.......her eyes were blooms
of violet too
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