She – of rain and breakfast,
laying outside smoking bacon, honey bees
sitting in baby chair arms, open blue eyes,
sunflowers stroking teabags and lemon drops -
white buzzing sky
sipping 50 yards, voice spreading air, kites floating by
smell of toast,
sun dispersing, suntoast and buttercups
first summer, blossoming early evergreen and hazelnuts
her heart is made-
of kitchen things
between garden glass and flower garden-
peach cobbler and apple pie in the oven-
morning comes to her like seagulls flying over harbors.
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