Superstitious

My mother would walk, 

  bearing  close by.

 

“Don’t ever let objects 

  between us.”

 

“Bad luck,” she would say; 

  though, I’d never ask why.

 

But now that she’s long gone –

Believe us!

 

 

 

 

©2013, Marvin Loyd Welborn

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