:) Wife's Gift Of Box Of Cedar - Poem by Bill Grace
It is even for one who loves boxes quite fine
as the one Sarah Chilinski brought from Denpermanente
though not nearly as carefully joined.
In discussing life strategies
Sarah told me I must always keep that box
and, heeding her wisdom, I have strangely kept
my word all these many years,
but this hollowed slab of cedar that can bring the scent of a grove
from beyond our door
is still truly beyond description.
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