a pink, shabby-chic sofa
in a Vermont four-square
divided in two
a girl, tucked in, feet up
arms around knees
slippers left below
a cup of tea
wood smoke’s pungent
afternoon companion
a heart spilled
mopped up by
an unknown soul
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Laura,
I am honored. I remember the time as rich as it was raw. It was a privilege to join your journey at that bend in the road.
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