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Sometimes It’s the Smallest Things

My favorite part of the day today
was the part when you looked at me
across the silvery breakfast table
and said, Look how bright
it is outside, and you knew
and I knew what that meant,
and we both knew that no one
else would know, and the smile
then that we shared was one
so only between we two that it
made my heart leap out of synch—
it was the kind of moment
one might blink through.

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