“Hello, my old friend!”
I say, “It’s good to see you again.”
She looks with wide eyes
and her slack-jaw says surprise.
mistaken identity
A tale of two Jord’ns
This may or may not have taken place. Okay, some of it did. Some of it did not but I thought it would enhance the story. I’ll let you decide what is fact and what is embellishment.
A Poem by Corina
I was doing my civic duty one bright, fine day,
when I decided to visit the nursing home – where all the old folks stay.
My heart full of nothing but sweet charity,
I scanned the halls to see who might need me.
When I noticed a woman in her room all alone,
wearing a dress and a shawl that was well worn.
I smiled and thought how nice I could be.
“Would you like to chat?” I asked her softly.
ck's days 