Twice Removed

language

On Saturday she drove an hour to meet
an ex’s niece’s gathering of friends,
and parking her Toyota on some street,
she socialized until the natural end
arrived, and shower guests arose to go,
but she forgot where she had parked. She wracked
her brain to no avail – she didn’t know –
her host and hostess drove her forth and back
until her car was found. Then Sunday brought
her to the hospital, where soon would die
the mother of a dear acquaintance. Caught
by strong emotions, she was moved to cry
and laugh and marvel, so her weekend proved
her feelings, even if they’re twice removed.

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