Dec 11
Hiya!
This poem snuck into my head, unbidden:
Melancholy meanderings managed,
Mother makes marmalade
Magically melt.
Surfaces shining, she
Sits sipping slowly;
Sugary succulence
Spoke subtly…
[Pic is from here]
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