21ˢᵗ Dreamlake Avenue and 12-Year-Old Me
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You pass her in the mornings when the rains have freshly fallen

21ˢᵗ Dreamlake Avenue and 12-Year-Old Me

21ˢᵗ Dreamlake Avenue and 12-Year-Old Me by wanderxgray

She lives next door

A woman shrunken by old age

With a smile brighter than the chirp of morning sparrows

The old woman of 21st Dreamlake Avenue.

You pass her in the mornings

When the rains have freshly fallen and the scent of dewy grasses breezes through the streets

And she comes ambling from the other side of the street.

She comes closer

She comes closer and you can smell the scent of lavenders

She comes closer and you can smell the scent of lavenders lavenders that grow swiftly in her gardens.

She comes closer

She comes closer and she nods at you

A silent good morning,

You smile back

And then she is going.

You do not turn around to watch her leave

You do not say goodbye

But she understands

Because she knows

That 12-year-olds can't be seen talking to an old lady

That smells like lavendars

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