On the T today

She sits there alone

on the train

heading into town

surrounded by life

her baskets filled

as she talks to each

her life in moments

love’s memory lost.

People stare at her,

as she talks away.

I watch as she touches

each of those talismans

of her life, precious

in her sight, children

that have grown

and flown away

reminding us of life

as more than being

as we seek connection

in the storms that torment

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