Day: May 12, 2025

Cooking In the Rain

I held back the tears,
washing that dish,
Knowing that those eyes would soon
shimmer no more upon me;
Glimmer no more in my sight;
Blink neither a tear of sorrow with me,
Nor open in excitement at me!

Leah’s eyes –
They shine and glimmer
as if two stars 
from Orion’s Belt
have escaped their constellation
to take throne 
upon the most 
beautiful place 
known to the universe!

Chip

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