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You wondered

If she ever carried a cardboard box

Home from the grocery,

One that packed

Cans of peaches

In tight neat rows,

Propped one side up with a stick

Tied to a string and

Hid behind a forsythia bush

Burning bare legs

In the sun waiting

To capture the Easter Bunny.

She read your mind,

Brought her cup to lips and

Shook her head, no.

You replied,

“Me neither,

But I was just wondering.”

She thanked you

For a lovely afternoon,

Cappuccino and biscottis,

Pushed away from the table,

Rose from her chair, bare legs

Escaping out the door.

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