Remembering

She wakes, she bakes,
and opens her suitcase
while leaving her keys in the doorway
This is the day she says “hello”
To a girl…”The” girl, she used to know.

She left her on 5th ave.
with one kiss in a tiny hand
winking with false wisdom
that leaving this place
would bring her grain of sand.
Unknownst to her
The girl was the pearl
and could stand the crippling war.

So out the door she embarks
on the journey that’s starting this day
To pick herself up
from the 5th avenue stop
Runs back to where
she was once running away.