Posted in Poetry, Prose, Prose California

Her Patience

Not expecting her
to be any less different
than other women
I have known
she, with her patience
being stretched to its limit
a rubber band about to break

I covered my head
waiting for the sky to fall

Thus showing, how much

I respected,

and feared her….

 

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Just an American lost in Denmark. The past few weeks being back in the good old USA. It is like Aliens have taken over my mind, changing it from what I knew to what I know. It might be the heat, or it might be the influence of hearing English 24 hours a day, but whatever the cause, it is only temporary while dealing with this time and space.

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