Recollections in Moments of Tranquility: Life

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Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Life

The Old Woman She was standing slumped, and withered as she held her walker tight-- and she was all alone--it seemed with no one else in sight. And I looked on her with pity thinking, "What an awful life!" But then I saw her differently-- as a young girl--someone's wife? And for the briefest moment,... Sign in to see full entry.

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