me with her kindness
and generosity,
her
concern for me and others.
who does
that anymore?
what planet is she from?
what century?
making dinner,
and praying before a meal,
rubbing my shoulders
when they're sore.
topping off
my coffee with more.
putting a pillow
under my legs for comfort.
she tells me that it's
you who i love
and adore.
what's wrong with her?
she's wonderful.
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