Three Line Lunch: Young Beauty in the Water Store

a yearlong diary in three-line poems by Jeff Rogers, day 147

Young Beauty in the Water Store

The old Romanian couple took over the water store. He worked hard, she in wheelchair,
Slouch-faced and sad. But I always said hello and she brightened. After a year I come in,
She’s on a cane — “You’re walking!” — big smile and at once I see the pretty young girl.