Secret Ingredients
Replacement
freshly cut flowers
in what used to be your urn
on my mantle piece
–
empty boxes-
the dog sleeps
on your side
Winter
winter is coming-
it seems only yesterday
the trees were in bloom
–
the forest-
awake under a
blanket of snow
Wake
with the rising sun
the smell of coffee clears the
cobwebs from my mind
–
smoldering campfire-
I blow on the
overnight coals
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