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May 2020
so yes, you are ok, i think so anyhow



i shall miss my visits up the hill

to your house

looking at the string by your front door



i shall miss your pretty living room

the folded paper by the fire all so tidy



so i shall knit you a cloth for your stove

handle

cos it is hot

to touch



when we toast the buns

and i burn them. i shall

miss the butter and your

tidy ways



maybe in the autumn i

will be allowed out to visit again

to sit by your fire

and feel safe



with you
Sonja Benskin Mesher
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   Carlo C Gomez
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