I walked today with two ladies
bumbling along a beautiful country road
somewhere - anywhere
We saw thistles and clear blue skies
rallying at random chattering
somewhere - anywhere
We are what the French would say
women of a certain age
somewhere - anywhere
We described our different roads
of a life - out of a mother's womb
somewhere - anywhere
Thrown together in a blink in time
yet motherhood and grandmother hood
somewhere - anywhere
Each with our own background
so different and yet a sisterly bond
somewhere - anywhere
From the Pyrenees to Albion
via the Netherlands and North
somewhere - anywhere
Three ladies on a country road
from birth to grave bound one day
somewhere - anywhere
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