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The Maid
He put me in there car, he drove for hours
My frail body, only skin and bones shook with fear
As I pleaded for a second chance. I didn't mean to drop the vase
I was only dusting the shelves. He drove to an open field
My body shook rapidly as he made his way up the path
I cried for hours and begged to have another chance
He left me there with nothing
Nothing to eat —
Nothing to drink —
Nowhere to stay but the abandoned house
Where the red fox lives.
I lay there looking at the house for hours hoping he will change his mind and turn around
The fox peered out from inside the doghouse and stared at me
I walk to the house and try to fix up some things and watch as the fox digs a hole inside the dog house to lay in. I tidy up the house and make a spot to sleep. The fox stares at me with his green-yellow eyes. It makes me feel calm, he snuggles into his tail and starts to sleep so I curl up and sleep as well. I slept for hours.
I don't know what happened, it all went dark. I didn't wake up from that sleep.
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This piece that I wrote was a Ekphratic peace and was Written about Christina’s World, by Andrew Wyeth (USA) 1948. I really enjoyed writing this piece and being able to create a story out of a painting or a picture.