When All Is Quiet
When all is quiet
And not a human in sight
I think of your precious vase
Carelessly broken by me
Again
But then
You thoughtfully remind
Me with a smile
That it was not the last
Or only one
For that resides
Within my heart
Pouring water that flowers
Each flawed part
To start anew
Such is the love
You have for me
And I for you
poem by Harriet James
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