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I read this in the Subway (NYC) the other day: " I remember my mother toward the end, folding the tablecloth after dinner so carefully, as if it were the fl
by somberi 8y ago
I read this in the Subway (NYC) the other day:
" I remember my mother toward the end,
folding the tablecloth after dinner
so carefully,
as if it were the flag
of a country that no longer existed,
but once had ruled the world. "
- Jim Moore
Edit - Typo.
- HenryTheHorse 8y agoSuch a moving, poignant poem. Thanks for sharing.