The Mask

Unknown Author

Always a mask
Held in the slim hand whitely
Always she had a mask before her
face -

Truly the wrist
Holding it lightly
Fitted the task:
Sometimes however
Was there a shiver,
Fingertip quiver,
Ever so slightly-
Holding the mask?

For years and years and years I
wondered
But dared not ask
And then-
I blundered,
Looked behind the mask,
To find
Nothing-
She had…