THE SMOKY HEART OF AKETCH
1 She watches them wave goodbye--quick side to side jerks by cute tiny hands; as they do everyday She watches them run--their tiny bags bouncing up and down; as they do everyday Wendy’s bag is a little oversize--she thinks; as she does everyday Well, it’s the best I could get --she says; as she does everyday She watches as they climb into the waiting bus--a little bit late; as it is everyday They turn and wave at her one last time--smiling; as they do everyday They disappear into the bus’s belly--full with noisy students; as it is everyday The teacher at the door waves at and hails her “Mama Wendy”--before she closes the door; as she does some of the days With the bus rolling away and the morning ritual over --Aketch heads back home; as she does everyday 2 At 9:00am she heads to work greeting her neighbors on the way--with a graceful humor: as she does everyday From a distance she sees the purple to-let with the initials “MAMA WENDY” done in bright white—eag
