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 Posted: Wed Dec 20th, 2006 06:32 am
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There she stood

a step above

the cobble stone street

all in black,

bare feet.

 

Peering out

over the great wooden

frame looming

over her

all of these years.

 

Still

a hand clinching

the faux crystal knob,

the other

gasping for air

like a dying fish.

 

The petal less flowers,

a frozen puddle,

all the signs of a

palpable winter

save the birds chirping

and the knocks

at the door

she alone

hears.