No Lady

In the Garden today we are finding inspiration in a poem by Ellen Kort


She’s No Lady –

she rudely pushed her
way into the room
she claimed she had
an appointment – then
pointed a long bony finger at
the frail woman in the bed
and hissed, “you’re coming with me”
over our protests she snatched
up the woman, laughed coarsely
and they vanished

10 thoughts on “No Lady

  1. I question the validity of her “appointment”.
    Very clever, Candy. But that’s the way it is. I’d be dead quite a while ago if it weren’t for doctors and modern medicine.


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