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And I Never Knew Her Name

She bit into the green apple with perfect white teeth.

Is her hair really that shade of red? I suspend disbelief.

Smartly dressed she stands, all the world her stage.

Happily serving anyone coffee she earns her wage.

She sees all life going on, smilingly serving drinks all day.

She must have heard it all, chatted up in every possible way.

Managing to look like the coffees she sel...

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Boots 3

On the cold winters morning thermal boots are pulled on

The radio announced…ground frost and the promise of snow later in the day

And yet she is happy…

Happy because she is doing what she loves

The market is freezing in December

Icy winds blow and there is no sunlight to warm frozen hands

It’s the people you see

Fellow workers on the market, pleased to see her

Customers sto...

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