Today's poem is a "Golden Oldie" and was originally published here in September 2012
If I could capture the beautiful essence of our friendship
I would pour it into a terracotta vessel and keep it safely there,
So that when I was alone and in need of comfort
I could gently release the cork stopper
And bathe in the glorious perfume of contented familiarity.
Kate Lee
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