Delightful

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Recorded Reading (1:50): https://www.dropbox.com/s/ku5hdexkysh28jj/Delightful.mp3?dl=0

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Delightful

She really is a good friend of the young woman beside her.

You can tell, because they’re both giggling at one another’s wry insights and seriously agreeing with each other conclusions.

That she is grey haired does not matter to their sisterly closeness ~ nor does the preteen age of her companion, who, well enabled with feminine approval, wears the sparkling layers of net skirting beneath her bright pink bubble raincoat with downright New York runway panache.

With mutually anticipatory smiles, they disappear together into the Dollar Tree, looking like nothing other than a couple of conspirators on the supply trail for some magical girlhood event.

This child will stride into the world knowing her own worth.

For all those first bewildering years of puberty and young adulthood, every time the rough handling of that world tempts her to forget it, she has this backup, this refuge, this refueling station.

This best buddy.

They’ve come out of the store again, trailing bags and making plans. They sit in the car for a while, talking.

Now they’re on their way back in for additional supplies. Still smiling in that same delighted way.

Delighted with life. Delighted with each other.

Delighted. And delightful.

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This poet is physically disabled. Public housing being insufficient to her medical and creative needs, she is presently living, in order to continue working, in her minivan, publishing all of her works using one thumb on the touch screen of her smartphone, surviving at an income of a fraction of her nation’s poverty level. She would treasure any donation you might care to offer ~ http://www.UgiftABLE.com ● #72D-31S

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