The Crooked Lady Down the Street
by Gina M Hayes
Tuesday, May 08, 2012
Rated "G" by the Author.
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Gina M. Hayes writes a self portrait in this poem which describes herself through the eyes of one of the young children who lives on her street. The title reflects her poor posture, which she has struggled with all of her life.
The Crooked Lady Down The Street
The crooked lady down the street will caution you to play safely
She reminds you of horrible stories in the news of careless children who got hurt
The crooked lady down the street mows and waters her own lawn
While all the other neighbors hire men to care for their yard
The crooked lady down the street has two grown sons who are still like children
But she treats them like they’re her friends, as they climb into the car excitedly
The crooked lady down the street buys groceries once a week
She carries them all in by herself, four to six bags at a time
The crooked lady down the street is mostly nice, but sometimes sad
Her older son is sick and she cares for him in many ways
The crooked lady down the street looks happiest when she goes for walks
She pushes her older son in a wheelchair or a giant stroller
The crooked lady down the street sometimes stands straight, but it doesn’t take long for her to lean
She leans like there’s a backpack filled with bricks on her back, bent forward, shoulders drooped
The crooked lady down the street planted flowers with streaming tears down her face
Her older son went to heaven and she’s sad he went away
The crooked lady down the street has her one grown child left
She talks to him softly as she helps buckle him in the front seat
The crooked lady down the street asked me how I did on my test
She really seemed to care. She talks to me like she remembers being a kid
The crooked lady down the street is always busy like her house is her job
She sits on her porch in the evening staring up at the stars
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|Reviewed by Asa Seeley
|excellent. thanks for sharing
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|A very revealing self-portrait. I can feel a bit of what you feel because I am a “cripple” in the eyes of many who will never say it to my face. Kids have come up to me and said, “what happened your hands?” So I once again, like so many times before, explain.
Thanks for opening your heart to us.
|Reviewed by J Lynn
|You brought tears to my eyes. Wonderful portrayal of real life. I lost two son in the last 5 years and I married a deaf man and am raising my grandsons. Sometimes life is hard but joy comes in doing and love is far greater than burden.|