She explains things you already know
tells you the truth regardless
still the homemade soup and the fresh baked bread are welcome.
So you tell her you see as gently as you can
light another cigar stare off toward the sun-dappled mountains
remove your glasses let it all become a beautiful blur.
Ask which herbs she has infused into the tea
track the last hummingbirds of summer droning into autumn
swept on wings of air drenched in rain and dried in sunlight.
Great inner voice and imagery.
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Thank you.
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