folding clothes
weeping
she might have a sense of humour over
his mindfulness
they teased each other about it often
she had mindfulness apps on her
smartphone they alerted her threefour
times a day
Really sweetheart
Really, Dad, I know you know I’m
busy, torn in more directions than . .
. . Drawn
and quartered
Pleaseplease take time for
yourself love
Thank you, when it presents, Dad,
when it presents.
she had a client in Santa Barbara
it was halfway between them
when she arranged Quarterlies she
called him weeks in advance so they could meet
Im there
it was hard to let go of her when
they met
she didnt let go either
they stood minutes on a parkway
holding each other tightly
his little girl all grown up too fast
which he knew she would
she died
she sends hawks to say hello to cry I love you
a hawk cried as he was folding clothes
1134, Twosday,
7 12. 21 “A day that will live in infamy” he had 2 Dec7s
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