flowers
to her father for his birthday.
he's turning ninety
this week.
i tell her no. no. no.
what does he like,
what food
does he like to eat?
she says desserts.
he loves his sweets.
i tell her to send him a cake
a triple layer
deep dark chocolate
cake with icing.
no candles.
flowers are for the dead,
desserts are for
the living.
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