cake
on my front porch.
in a white box,
tied neatly
with a ribbon and a bow.
who has taken
the time
to bring me such a treat?
carefully i take a peek
inside.
i'm so happy.
so full of joy,
the world is not so
bad after all,
and then i see the note.
it's for neighbor
next door.
will he be angry if i
take just a slice,
a tiny piece,
really small?
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