June 28, 2010

Agatha – 5 – “Stranger”

Posted in Agatha at 12:28 pm by Matt

Face so familiar, I cannot place.
Reminds me of someone so close.
A strange character with no malice or fear
Brings me my sugar and tea.
How sweet.

Child of the morning, hair bright as gold,
How do you cross my private threshold?
Stranger, revere, while yet you are here
Bring me my pills and my tea.

Alien presence, forcibly come,
I do not welcome you into this home.
There is no sanctity, no hope for me.
Bring this old widow her wine.

Who are you?


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