Prom walk: 13 June 2018

She sat alone, staring out to sea,
Her face a picture of memory.
I softly approached and rested my arm
On the back of the bench, no wish to alarm.
I asked where she was in her thoughtful state,
She said reminiscing, no precise date.
We chatted and smiled, shared a laugh or two,
Turns out she’s a local resident too:
Walks along the prom several times a day,
Sits here on this bench, passing the hours away.
She lives in a flat, which has thirteen steps
Up to and down, ‘there’s no lift’, she said.
‘It keeps me active, exercises these,’
And grinned up at me, pointing to her knees.
Said she wouldn’t have it any other way,
This lady I stopped to talk to today,
Sitting there, alone on the bench
I thought of my Mum, and felt a wrench.
‘It’s hard on your own, there’s no company,
Though I’ve room should anyone stay with me.’
She shook my hand, hers was warm and dry,
And smiling, I wished her a cheerful goodbye.
I told her we walked the prom regularly,
Said we’d meet again, introduced Maggie and me.
‘Thanks for stopping today and saying Hi.
Most people ignore me and pass on by’.

Photo: mine from October 2017

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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5 Responses to Prom walk: 13 June 2018

  1. stevetanham says:

    That simple act of contact and kindness that makes all the difference….

    • Hi Steve. I’m glad I stopped, and do so hope we meet up again. One of our elderly boating friends says there’s no-one to talk to on the marina now, so there was quite a bit going on in my head. I miss my Mum, and remember her deep in thought sometimes.

  2. joyroses13 says:

    Such a nice thing to do! Reminds me of Colin’s post yesterday. About taking the time to just stop and smile at someone. You obviously made her happy and I believe she did the same for you. I would say your Mum was smiling down on you as you 2 talked. πŸ™‚ ❀

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