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My Nana's Coffee

2c1d1a63b219ee927d9bff62996e7f73by Rae17 Dec 2015

Marie, smelled like coffee.
Open pot, kind of coffee that she made everyday
in an enamel pot
in her own way.
With eggshells and salt,
she made magic.
Hugs were always cava and java
with my darling
Nana.