Another little old lady

  • The walk to school (three poems)

    One little old lady  Little old lady Topping eighty Rucksacked Runs the roads Faster than I can (that not to say much) Towing a little old dog,  Scrawned in her image She was a regularity On our walk to school Then she was missing, One month, two This morning, Sunbright, We saw again, Summer shorts,…