His eyes followed the girl,
as she passed
seeing in her youth, a memory
of a girl he once knew;
replaced by the virago
who caught his lapse
elbowing him
in loud rebuke
and he wondered,
not for the first time
when his girl had left,
or if she'd ever been at all.
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For some reason I'm yet to fathom I'm unable to reply to comments left by others so thank you for dropping by and taking the time to read and comment. Merlene