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she appeared

with a little black dog

from a distance

she’d seemed so happy

must have been a mirage

for this was a sad soul

and told me so

the little black dog was new

the one she had before

had died not long ago

round about the time she lost her job

and found out she was sick with something

she said she didn’t know how much more she could take

“hard lessons,” she said

nodded my head and wished her better days

that her little black dog would help her get out of bed

and get her out the door and down the street

back on her feet

TL

 

Published inTamiko Lowery