This has always been one of my favorites! When I was a child, I polished my mother's nurse's shoes every night before I went to bed. Now, I'm nursing her. Not patting myself on the back, just relating.
It probably will be at some point. Actually, I tried with the shoes, but kept creeping too close to Those Winter Sundays. Maybe someday I'll be able to capture the "offices of love." Right now, they're too immediate.
This has always been one of my favorites! When I was a child, I polished my mother's nurse's shoes every night before I went to bed. Now, I'm nursing her. Not patting myself on the back, just relating.
ReplyDeleteThat's a poignant story Karen. Is it a fledgling poem?
ReplyDeleteIt probably will be at some point. Actually, I tried with the shoes, but kept creeping too close to Those Winter Sundays. Maybe someday I'll be able to capture the "offices of love." Right now, they're too immediate.
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