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Her little hands
so purposeful
opening each packet
stirring the sugar,
the creamer
(a suggestion of her sister).

A spill on the table;
no matter, enough.

Only a hint of tea
barely coloring the water,
no longer hot, tepid only.

Not much interest either,
a cup for the sink.


September 16, 2009 and September 19, 2009
Shanequa, at Our Family’s Table,
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
http://www.suncookumc.org
Suncook, NH

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