HAVING LUNCH WITH MOM

Having lunch with Mom–

a delightful sip
even just
to dream of it. . .

and quite a slap
to wake
and have the specter
of that
delicious moment
from me slip
forever
from me
taken back
and gone.

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One Response to HAVING LUNCH WITH MOM

  1. beeblu says:

    Our dreams can bring moments of joy before that rude awakening.

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