Tulips gather round me
In colors orange and blue
They bow to kiss my toes
Exhaling the scent of your perfume
My eyes, they focus better
Than they did in the Fall
My hands, a little steadier
My speech not so drawl
Where once these feet stumbled
They are learning to gather grip
Candied phrases coat my tongue
Where once I pursed my lips
In dreams where I find shelter
I come to you waiting there
With a touch sincere as Magdalene
Chocolate braids in your hair
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