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He Sips Coffee From a
Straw
Debby Sorensen Carlson
He sips coffee from a
straw
in faded
yellow light, alone and
unaware
that anyone even notices
his
abstract delight or mellow musings.
His words rumble on now,
low and slow;
speaking
of times when he stood tall before
professors and students alike waiting
to breath in his very essence.
Those around strain to
hear
just a bit of his life,
waiting for the moment
when the light finds
his eyes again,
and that final drop of
coffee is gone.
(c) Debby Sorensen
Carlson
Love
does not measure; it just gives ....
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