Poem -

Hold the Sugar

tip of the day, write it all down before its forgot ..

                                                                          He left it there, on the table
                                                                                       where they
                                                                          once used to make love on
                                                                                    a fairly regular
                                                                          basis too, he just happened
                                                                                      to add, while
                                                                           wrapping a tear in a clean
                                                                                      handkerchief ..
                                                                           He often wondered these
                                                                                    days after so
                                                                           many years, whether she
                                                                                     still retained
                                                                          such perfect recollections
                                                                                  as he did, or if
                                                                         she worried about anything
                                                                                     at all, except
                                                                           maybe where he left her
                                                                                    mid-morning
                                                                          coffee and rich tea biscuit ..
                                                                                   But what really
                                                                          brought a tear to his eyes
                                                                                    on that day of
                                                                          all days, was that he knew
                                                                                   she could not
                                                                         recall whether he still took
                                                                                  his strong, black
                                                                        and with no sweetener at all ..

 

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