LANGUAGE AFAR
by Marie Elena
She used to speak with longing
Of faraway lands,
Of engaging the charmingly unique folks,
Of getting a first-hand sense of their lives abroad.
“But I don’t speak the language”
Always kept her stateside.
She used to speak effortlessly
Of shores she knew only through books.
Slowly, nearly imperceptibly at first,
She noticed words were not
Readily available.
“What’s the word I’m looking for? Oh, yes …”
She began speaking less,
As words needed time to percolate to the surface,
And that took time folks didn’t seem to have.
She eventually quit speaking.
She didn’t know the language.
pictured words 
This is so emotively touching, Marie….the pace and progression to ultimate meaning is so affecting and effective. ♥
Thank you, sweet pea!
Love how you describe her “linguistic evolution,” particularly the end.
Seize the day – and the words to describe it. 🙂 It also helps to write them down.