Sunday, January 12, 2014
Meeting Margaret
made, two blank slates (or very nearly) having
information added as each minute passes over fruit
and cookies as the seabirds squawk outside the boat
you happen to be sitting in, rare treat
itself for one like me who's never lived on water.
getting glimpses of a history unknown, conglomerate
of stories and experiences, untapped viewpoints
and opinions to mine as one would look for jewels
deep within a cavern, conversation's brightness
showing you the way to what is, very often, treasure,
as was the case of meeting Margaret today.
(c) Ellen Gillette, 2014
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