Tracks of a Wandering Mind

Poetry, stories and random thoughts from a wandering mind.

Concerning Miss Lucy Brown

(A short story in ballad stanza.)

Miss Lucy Brown was a pauper,
A washer woman by trade,
Who laundered fine silks and satins
For what the gentry paid.

Little enough earned for the toil,
Never silver or gold,
She took home but a few coppers
For each piece that she’d fold.

Lucy lived in a single room,
A cozy little flat,
Not much more than a bed and table
And a small tabby cat.

She kept a few books on a shelf,
A treasury of dreams.
She would read them late into the night
And wish for what she’d seen.

She toiled away at wash one day,
Her back now bent with age,
When a lady dressed all in silks,
Approached her and then said,

“Miss Lucy Brown you’ve washed for me,”
“Now all these many years,”
“And it weighs heavily on my mind”
“That I’ve shorted you I fear.”

“You still get but a few coppers”
“For work you do so well,”
“And I would like to pay in full”
“For the toil that you sell.”

Lucy Brown stood and dried her hands
And stared up in surprise,
As a laugh crossed her tired face
And a smile came to her eyes.

“I’ve never really needed more”
“Than what I’ve got you see.”
“It doesn’t take that much to feed”
“An old gray cat and me.”

“I’ve never had to beg for food,”
“Nor slept out in the cold”
“And my life has been a good one,”
“If I may be so bold.”

“There’s just one thing that you could give,”
“That I would gladly take.”
“If you would offer just friendship,”
“A difference that would make.”

And so Miss Lucy Brown did live
A long and quiet life,
With an old gray cat and her books
To see her through the nights.

Her room is empty, dark and cold,
Now that she’s not around,
But there’s fresh flowers every day
On the grave of Lucy Brown.

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September 16, 2011 - Posted by | Poetry

4 Comments »

  1. I just love this! I could see and hear Lucy. Great story.

    Comment by heartspurs | September 17, 2011 | Reply

    • Thank you! I enjoyed writing this one. 🙂

      Comment by Brady | September 17, 2011 | Reply

  2. Food, a roof over your head, enough to pay the bills, and few coins to jingle in your pocket…you came into this world with nothing, and that is the way you will leave, but being a good person will leave a lasting impression on many for some time. I LOVE this!

    Comment by Anonymous | September 18, 2011 | Reply

  3. I like this one, too!

    Comment by thebardonthehill | September 22, 2011 | Reply


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