Jane's over at the church,
her mother said
after I knocked
at the vicarage door.
Shall I go over?
I asked.
Yes, she's helping with the flowers
there's a funeral today,
her mother said.
I said thank you
and she closed the door.
I walked the windy path
to the church
and entered.
It was quiet
except for a couple
of women up the altar end.
Jane was in a side chapel
placing flowers in large vase.
I sat in a pew and waited;
it smelt old of aged
wood and stone.
Jane saw me
once she had finished
and sat beside me.
We talked in whispers;
then we left the church
and went back
to the vicarage,
where we ate cake
and drank tea.
Her mother sat with us
and questioned me.
Oct 3, 2017
Oct 3, 2017 at 4:13 AM UTC
Jane's over at the church,
her mother said
after I knocked
at the vicarage door.
Shall I go over?
I asked.
Yes, she's helping with the flowers
there's a funeral today,
her mother said.
I said thank you
and she closed the door.
I walked the windy path
to the church
and entered.
It was quiet
except for a couple
of women up the altar end.
Jane was in a side chapel
placing flowers in large vase.
I sat in a pew and waited;
it smelt old of aged
wood and stone.
Jane saw me
once she had finished
and sat beside me.
We talked in whispers;
then we left the church
and went back
to the vicarage,
where we ate cake
and drank tea.
Her mother sat with us
and questioned me.
