Monday, May 20, 2013

Cleaning Lady

She is in the room again
Sweeping the floor
Dusting the blinds
As I go through the file cabinets
Of life.

I move to another room
And she is there again
Polishing the silver
Mopping up the spill
I had

Anonymous and silent
She moves from station
To station
Never to leave
My dream.

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