Saturday, February 9, 2013

Kindred spirit

I never know where I will find a kindred spirit.  I love surprises.


The woman I met today
Never followed the playbook
In real estate.
Now she sits in the front row
Of domestic violence class,
Collects hours toward her final
Social work license
In ways that sound
Very familiar.
I have never done things
In the usual way
She says.
Who knew I*d be doing this?
The woman I met today
Is 57
Like me.
We share creative ways
To count the hours
With each other.
She sits in the front row.
I sit in the back corner.
We have different styles
She and I.
Still
I recognize a kindred spirit
When I see one.

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