Erika Seetzen-Woods
Fading Light
It only seems
like yesterday
when, as a child,
I watched my grandmother
threading the needle
of her sewing machine.
I wonder
how long is time
as I reach
for my spectacles
in the fading light,
threading the needle
of my sewing machine...
Erika Seetzen-Woods
Als Kind sah ich meiner Grossmutter zu beim Naehen,
als sie den Faden durch die Naehmaschinennadel zog...Authors comment
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