NIGHT WORDS

She hung onto his words

like the dew of early morning

hangs onto the underside

of the rose petals

in her Mother's garden.

She had never heard such words,

words dripping with the savvy of a gentleman

raised in proper southern tradition.

Words reminiscent of a time, long past,

where culture was valued and proper manners

were cherished as much as one's good name.

Little did she realize that the words

evaporate in the heat of the day,

only to begin forming again as the sky darkened.

Night Words