---Buddhist Prayers Fly
Buddhist prayers fly
like cardinals and finches
above a white rail
square boxes hold orange mums
flagging down the yellow sun
the morning begins
seated on the back porch with tea
the cat's in my lap
the chair next to me empty
as are the springs flower beds
missing only you
a long lost part ever missed
an empty cushion
a single china teacup
one lonely pair of old shoes
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