To the one who Knows.

Yes, I have walked the streets of Delphi

And watched the goats scamper across the rocky slopes

Yet, I never heard the warning

I never learned those 3 foreign words

Until you taught me

So well, and so often

And so it goes on now at 66

Each sip, each weakened step

Each and every appointment

Provider to Provider

Those 3 foreign words

Constant and drilling in my mind at 66

All the day long

And of course behind it all

Those other 3 foreign words – Sah gah poh

Then and now, forever in my heart

Never whatever

Always the drum beat

Of those 3 foreign words at 66

Each and every day, waking to sleep

And yes, I washed as you whispered

And no, it wasn’t enough --

I forgive all, and  I am sorry.