February 14, 2015


My father
sent me roses.

The lady delivering them
was someone I knew,
but I didn’t say much.
Her mouth was moving,
but I wasn’t listening.

I told her that my father
sent me roses.

I think I was speaking
over her pleasantries.

My father was on my mind.

©Kathleen Moors


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