Fiery facets of blue
encased in gold
the secret gift
that wasn't kept secret.
The phone call
just before he
boarded the plane
to say "I love you".
The flowers that
were delivered
while I was away
for lunch.
The nightly
"room check"
to make sure
I'm safe and OK.
The flutter of my heart
at the scent
of his pipe
tobacco.
The angelic face
silhouetted by
the night lamp
as she sleeps.
The smell of
freshly cut grass
with just a hint
of wild onion.
The last squirrel
scampering
for home
just before dusk.
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