New Day Dawning

Her head so often bowed-

As if in adoration of a ‘deitised’ ant-

This wasn’t so far from the truth-she mused-

As she walked-remembering-

That daily litany recited-almost for survival-

“Show respect”.

A long time ago-so long ago-

The smile of a stranger greeted her upright head-

New Day Dawning.

 

  A personal reflection.