When I was 15 a girl in my class was involved in a car accident. She wasn't killed, but she did have a serious head injury, that meant she had to have major brain surgery. When she was allowed home, two of us went to visit her.. she was very pale and she had lost the vision in one eye.
We didn't know what to say to her, so we read Keats' poems with her and this from the Bible, because we thought it was beautiful language. We did have such a romantic view of life.. Something happened yesterday and these words came to me and I remembered Judy. She didn't come back to school that summer and her grave is in Newton Church grave yard.
I go there sometimes with a flower, to remember that girl who read Keats' poems with Susan and I..
Chrisxx
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