a raised brow

light glimmers and is gone

a word remembered

a face

a name brushes against her mind


like a kiss on the cheek

Are you still here or did you go away and come back

I like it here but I wish I were home

Can I go home with you?

Do I know you?

Turner Classic Movies on the TV screen

Cary Grant

Do I like him?

You remind me of someone


Advertisement for tennis rackets

Did you ever play tennis?

 Well I just don’t know


Can I come again

Sure, any time

(c) Mona Villarrubia




About Mona

I am a wife, mother, and author. I taught high school for 27 years and I was a hospital and hospice chaplain until my health required that I retire. I miss my hospital coworkers and cannot imagine how terrible this year and last year have been. I want to be there for them in at least this small way.
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