Filled with gold, I wrote - about a soul, a being,
And even the hours of a day and how best to
Fill each moment.
This day I cooked for friends who came
This evening, to sit around my table, to eat,
Chat, and laugh.
It is still not you, my Dear, never will be.
But it is good, I am thankful for sweet
Evenings with friends.
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