Gloria Seseng (1977 November 18 / NW South Africa)
A precious twinset shell souvenir
Has unfolded a cast
of letters from the alphabet ranking
To lay down a perfect whisper
on the way to say‘I thank you’
For you ceased a sister
from an endless mirror!
...that had looked like
a snail with a huge sinister trunk
sprawling to moving closer!
And for you my dear,
being grateful is entirely ageless!
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