Lou Ellis and Gladys
John Clare Stokes
The years of watching
Waiting for her friend
To bring some news
Climb the cement steps
Through the narrow kitchen
Past the Summers papers
Neatly kept by Gladys
Into the plush living room
The smell of old comfort
Medicine and chocolate cherries
And past the late news
Into the night they sat
And though she never left
She knew every ones story
And the history
Without the internet
Behind the thick horn rims
Her eyes darting wide with joy
Of having family
Pictures galore to prove
And all too quickly
From the window
The watcher withdrew
Her friends mostly gone
She too along with her dear Gladys
The ledger closed unbalanced
The concrete cracking
Curtains of another color hung
Locked away, the old tools
For just a moment it seemed
I saw her peering and watching
Watching for her friend
To climb the steps safely
To eat the chocolate covered cherries
Of would they win the lottery
To tell of how Gwendolyn and all are
How she knew
We never will know.
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