This piece is in Italian.
It tells the story of the elderly Assunta, who is left alone when her husband dies.
Her husband was her best friend. He was outgoing, talkative.
Assunta is shy with everyone, prefers to stay indoors, and is becoming reclusive.
Francesca is her only relative. Francesca and her family visit from Scotland, where they live.
Assunta is alone again, overcome with grief and loneliness, tearful.
One day her doorbell rings. The white van speeds away.
There is a present on her doorstep.
It is from Francesca, all the way from Scotland.
(262 words, about two minutes, if you read Italian!)
I have categorised it as an open prose poem.