Kitchen Table   (a Triolet)
by Gloria Jean Viglione

He knew it was her favorite—
the sunflower, with its unruly gaze.
He hoped that she could savor it,
he knew it was her favorite.
The breakfast nook was made for it—
white walls, white shutters, white vase.
He knew it was her favorite—
the sunflower, with its unruly gaze.


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