No particular reason
My heart lies heavy.
Brimming unidentified sadness
A yearning for calmer breath
The dog snores nearby
Assuring the storm is mine
A day like all others
It’s just a rolling pin
But it isn’t
A memory of larger hands leading
From the center to the edge
Patient loving guidance
Sure it will turn up somewhere
Pungent ache of memories past
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