I remember once I questioned Faith
and, having asked upon her health,
received an answer.
She smiled shyly beneath
her golden hair
and spoke timidly
in a quiet voice, barely audible,
"I'm good."

Said I, "Speak louder, I
can barely hear you."
To which she responded
only with another timid smile
and turned her blue eyes away
and walked from me.
"I'll see you next week,"
said I, two years ago.

09/23/2001

Posted on 09/23/2001
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