VISITORS By ... Steve Lucky

               VISITORS
          By ... Steve Lucky

The old woman moved silently through the house.
For many years, she had lived alone.
She was well into her nineties and vistors were rare
So she found other things to do with her time.
Television occasionally broke the silence
When she watched her favorite shows.
This was the exception rather than the rule.
Her daily habbits had become routine.
Alone in the house she waiting for her time to go
Which had not yet come.
On this morning, the doorbell rang.
The old woman went to the door
Expecting it to be somebody selling something.
Instead her granddaughter stopped for a visit
Along with her husband and children.
The old woman was glad to have company
And entertained them as best she could.
Her story was all it took.

Copyright 2001, Steve Lucky