Poem -

The Day She Wore Flour in Her Hair

I saw her clearly edged
in golden light,
through sun rays poured
and filtered
through old stained glass ..
She had flour
in her hair and had been
baking bread ..
I simply cannot tell you
just how hungry
we both then were, that day ..

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