Saturday, October 25, 2014

I Held a Cup of Sunshine in My Hand


I held a cup
of sunshine
in my hand

its tender warmth
giving
shape
texture
meaning

[or
was it
the mug’s love
of
tea’s
morning
warming?

I
cannot
say

for I know
not
the difference
between
the warmth
of love
and my
love of warmth]


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