Observation
'As you can see, I brought some bags,' she said as, empty-handed,
she stood outside my door-way, smiling. Feeling reprimanded
for having noticed that she seemed a little tired and care-worn,
I offered, 'You look fine, to me. Please come inside,' and, there, torn
between the need to speak the truth and my desire to please her,
I spoke again, 'The years sit lightly on you, Darling. Be sure
those bags you think are steamer trunks suspended from your eyes're
no bigger than the clutch I bore when I met with the Kaiser
before the War. They who deplore the badges age awards us
forget the trouble youth afforded.' Age means he who boards us
is likely to decline to bed us, also (meaning freedom
from rants and tantrums, bringing peace to us, each in his 'me'-dom).
By Conjurico
© 2009 Conjurico
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