31. SONNET FOR AMI

She wore a black leather jacket and cap

So bulky and frumpy it seemed a disquise

Stopped at my bus door and gave it a rap

I opened -- looked into her gentle eyes

Her bike was decrepit with wobbly wheels

No money had she but her voice was kind

When I work for free my broken heart heals

So fixing her bike brought peace to my mind

Our friendship began, we sat and drank tea

Inside my bus -- we talk'd and laugh'd till night

In parting we hugged like the shore and sea

The following months were sure sweet all right

Became years! and now as friends we'll endure

All our lives as true as a child is pure.