Kate Is Talking Her Story Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt

fairly a words likes the majority of the women
even if there are a half-truth or a lie in them. I don`t care.
It is possible to create words for personal use.

When I opened the envelope stuck in the door,
I read one word, because on the light blue sheet of paper,
only the one was written in someone's hand.

I thought, whose was it an idea?
The husband or the lover? Neither. This ring strange,
but I didn't check it early.

It is not I, fortunately, I was addressee of the message,
but my neighbour. The sender didn't make a mistake at all,
and the word is being known well for everyone

- said Kate offering us the tea.