We reach into the jar
a spectrum of sugar
we remove a single grain
maybe yellow, red or green
and place it on the frosting
where it rests in sweet collusion
with all the sprinkles
of your life
of your life
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A loving tribute to the enduring power of the almighty donut, circular pastry of love.
*bliss* a blessing of sweetness! thank you!
ReplyDeleteHappy birthday @thelittlefluffycat! This poem is awesome, just like you. And Neil!
ReplyDeleteI may cry. Thank you!
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