While we were at the Christmas dinner after Lessons & Carols, a student (whom I don't know) approached me with a gift from a secret Santa and told me that the package was fragile. I peeked in and thought it was an enormous gold-wrapped chocolate. There are a couple of my colleagues who I thought might be the donors (the one who gave me the rosemary plant in Bogart's memory was my first choice), but when I opened it? I discovered that it was a hand-crafted urn for Bogart's ashes crafted by our art teachers.
how do you form words
to express bone-marrow deep
gratitude for grace?
I, an onlooker,
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see friendship's first steps
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