Old lady Mathilda

You can find the stories on the street
thinks old lady Matilda.
She sits in her room at the window and hardly ever moves.
She has a perfect view of the street where the stories are being told.

Just right now there was a little plastic bag whirling down the road, and the kids played that hopping game. One of them cried and their Mum asked them in for dinner.

Matilda just sits there like she always did; listening to the stories on the street, wondering about life. In fact, one could say that she died right there, right then.  But others would say she just fell asleep with a smile.

#street talk
#Dear stranger