Who Was She
Who was she? I asked for she had evaporated in front of us.
“Brighid, Mother of Ireland,” said a familiar voice.
It was my father-in-law. He frequents this pub daily.
“How do you know?” I asked him.
“Saw her sixty years ago; she looks the same. Never ages.”
I decided to look her up after that, and I was not disappointed.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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