Back Then


She was full of spirit
Telling her friends the story of her life
What had happened on that morning

With her loud voice
And her moving hands
Sitting on her friend's chair

Like a story teller
Her friends laughed

I remembered

You put down your pens and pencils
Your work was paused
You leaned on your chair

And listened to her
Like nothing could ever distract you
From the voice

I remembered
All too well


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