Two old women came to me
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While I sat beside the sea.
Smiling faces introduced.
In a heartbeat they seduced.
With genteel ways they said hello.
I smiled back, as those things go.
"I'm Zabella, this is Rain
We've come to walk the beach again."
Belongings handed safe to me
They set off walking toward the sea.
Rain as fragile as a breath
Walking arm in arm with death.
Fine white hair in disarray,
Age soft eyes took in the day.
Zabella gently took her hand,
Led her down the wind swept strand.
Leaning close like young girls will,
Voices soft, kept secrets spill.
Taking in the days sweet graces
Glorious smiles adorned their faces
Wise with all their lessons learned,
After a distance they both turned.
With feeble steps returned to me,
To where I sat beside the sea.
Forgetting illness, though in pain,
The time a blessing.
A day for Rain.
*enters gently, smiling*