239. at seventeen *

the moment I rung the doorbell

I thought shit !

what have I done now ?


on a dare –

the sign outside said

“Puppies for sale”

and, nudging me, they dared me

to go on – ask to see her puppies – go on.


I was expecting to see some old crone

but the vision of innocent loveliness

as she came to the door was breathtaking.


I stammered my words redfaced

as she, smiling,

looked over my shoulder

and closing the door said

 Come on through –


to the basket,

where she turned & asked breezily

  So – what do you think ?

 – lifting her sweater –

would you like to stroke my puppies ?