Poor Thing

by Mark A Sullivan

Poor thing,
Grandmother always called the single girl.
Sympathy felt
For stubborn dreams
Of shared affection
With distance kept apart,

Then too soon left
To mire,
In private shadowed corners,
Grandmother knew,
Of quiet resignation.
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Born in Kansas, raised in Boulder, Colorado in the 1960’s by an English Professor and Author Father and an Artist mother. Attended the University of the Americas in Cholula, Puebla, Mexico. Majored in Comparative Literature and minored in Sociology. Wife is a French Teacher, daughter is a Junior at Trinity University in San Antonio, Texas, majoring in International Studies. Very smart. Son is a High School Senior in Greenwood Village, CO, living with us.