You were in the gallery
I brought you a cup of tea
In the SETI Institute thermal mug
Not many customers had turned up.
We are here today, brushing the leaves.
Sweeping the silence, that I still believe
You came home with cakes
And hot chicken and bran flakes.
Heating up food and cooling it down
Saturday rain, Sunday comes round.
We do family duties,
We love so far and wide
We plan our time
We delete all the cookies
Sniggering at the angels in the snow
Turning round to see how far to go.
I’ll be standing in the gallery
Will you bring warm coffee to me?
In the friendly mug of your choosing
Through this space that we are using.
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