Today I ended the hallway in your room instead of mine.
My thoughts danced in there like we danced
through the living room and into the kitchen,
making shadow puppets on the walls!
In your room singing and strumming,
papers flying from a wellworn desk between
open windows. So much daylight!
And a Saturday morning of sitting and talking.
Now as "miss" turns misnomer
and maidenhood ends, I see the lustrous leaf
which will shoot upward:
the orchid in the dining room window:
this bloom is over and done.
The leaf promises a more beautiful one!
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