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Your coffee cup had a pair of wolves
touching noses. You’d raise your cup
and clink with mine. “Mates for life,”
you’d say. I’d chide you for
staining the nightstand.
You took your mug,
leaving just
that damn
ring.
About the Creator
Sonia Heidi Unruh
I love: my husband and children; all who claim me as family or friend; the first bite of chocolate; the last blue before sunset; solving puzzles; stroking cats; finding myself by writing; losing myself in reading; the Creator who is love.
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