in my old NYC neighborhood, hell's kitchen, on my way to and from my apartment, i always passed this lady sitting out on her chair, looking at the traffic and people watching. she would always give me a smile or wave. i didn't even know her name. she seemed to be comfortable in her setting and her sitting watching the world go by and being in the middle of it all.
one day when i walked by her place, i notice an array of flowers in the place where she sat. i walked closer. the following note was in the midst of a single candle.
one day when i walked by her place, i notice an array of flowers in the place where she sat. i walked closer. the following note was in the midst of a single candle.
i did not know margaret's name until that day. i was happy that we had had the exchanges we had. i was sad that i didn't get to know her better. she was my neighbor and a friendly one at that.
margaret, i hardly knew ye....
margaret, i hardly knew ye....
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