club
of America.
the book
club.
the cooking class.
she ladled soup
down at the shelter,
helped out at the church
when help
was needed.
she danced on Thursday
nights.
she grew flowers in her
garden.
made stew in the winter.
she even put lipstick
on
for me.
lit candles
and decorated a Christmas
tree.
there had to be a flaw
somewhere.
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