Poems and Thoughts by Frank Maurer
The Marshfield Woman, Two.I had met her and her family during the hurricane.
I liked her and, being 17 and could drive,
I was invited to her Marshfied home;
A 200 year old house of durable New England style.
We talked and played with her children
And she and I talked about many things--
Even though she was many years older than I.
I had a feeling of love for her as the moments passed on.
I was a young man with desire--
She was responsive and fulfilled my young needs for female companionship.
There was nothing more.
We lost touch, but I always remember
Her attentiveness and recognition of me as a maturing man.
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