ululation—no words for a grandmother’s joy
plainly knittedDad’s birthday slippersstuffed with chocolates
age-old vowsmother of the bride holdsthe baby
sudden warmththis woman I hardly knowcheek to cheek
autumn sun bejewelled surface of the ship graveyard
shorter daysthe garden’s show goes onsoprano purple
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