Sunday, February 21, 2010

2/20

How dear to drive the long quiet roads to dinner with friends
Who call to say come over, we're cooking a bit, come join us.
And feel normal awhile

We, my Dear, have done this in blissful sweet unawareness.
Opened our house to another because it felt right and pleasant to us.
Easy to give, deep felt for doing.

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