ana grace

Spoke to (an old) lady

nanny.

I asked after me

The child

She laughed

I was embarrassed

 

Sat by her

And we travelled

In silence

To a place I recollected

In disjointed flashes

 

I pray;

Stay,

A while longer

I’d love to

Show you the world.

 

_____________________

In gratitude

for Nya nabi

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