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A Table of His Own
In a moment he'll round the corner,
smiling, needing, knowing
this is for him --
this love, this care,
this belonging
forever and always.
They are his aromas,
his place, his table
set with trust
prepared with only
his well-being
in mind.
©2005 Peggy Eldridge-Love
2 comments:
looks spicy (smile)...enjoyed the poem too.
Thanks Shelia!
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