THE MAN and THE LADY'S VOICE

by IDA
(HOUSTON TEXAS)

When I was a little girl, I loved playing by myself making believe everything as children often do. My mother if I could call her that was an ABUSIVE MONSTER ! The little happiness I had was playing and making mud pies . Behind our house was some woods and real big trees from there coming towards me was a MAN he had light skin wavy hair, he wore white shirt and black pants. He would walk towards me and when he saw I had noticed him he would hide behind an old oak tree. He would come to me often but not before I would hear the voice of a lady call out my name from the woods ! then THE MAN would appear. He would say nothing he would just see me and hide sometimes he'd just poke his head and see me. The last time I saw him was when I was about 7 maybe 9. I wonder if he protected me or warned me of coming DANGER from my mom. I often think of him who he was. Hope one day I will know.....untill then..ida