It can happen any time — one instant you’re in the warm-water wash,
and the next you’re a sheet on the line.
four hands
two cups of tea
table a dream
pot a bouquet
memory
For Robert, Mark, and Stanley, June 29, 2019
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Categories: New Poems & Pieces
Tags: Diaries, Gratitude, Haibun, Haiku, Hands, Journals, Memory, Poems, Poetry, Robert
William Michaelian 