apple jelly

why she gave me a pint
jar of apple
jelly, i'll never know.
I stare it on the shelf.
seems strange to travel
so far, from north Carolina,
to bring it to me
wrapped kindly in tissue
and a bow.
I've never mentioned
apple jelly once in our
long late night
talks.
did she confuse me
with someone else?
everything was touched
upon,
but not apple jelly. not
once.
seems sad to throw it away,
without even
a taste, but I do.