seeing
her lying there on her
bed,
the iron
on,
the dress
folded just so
where it creased
from the hot press.
the spray bottle of starch
and water
waiting.
her glasses on
as she lie
there
in that last moment
of breath.
almost
ready for work.
just a few more things
to do
before she went.
feed the cat,
water the plants,
get dressed, lock the door
and go.
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