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Lynette G. Esposito – 1 poem 

The Widow

 

Sheryl slipped out of bed at 11 pm,

donned her five-year old pink robe,

 headed to the kitchen.

 She pulled the last piece of wedding cake

from the freezer; sat at the table.

At midnight,

she took a bite; felt his ghostly fingers lift her fork.



 

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Lynette G. Esposito lives with her husband, Attilio, in Southern, NJ.  She is an animal rights advocate

and is allowed to take care of her five cats when they are in the mood.