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As love poems celebrating the union we have with our carers seem to be the flavour of the month, I make this contribution to the thread. Knots The day begins with eager morning cats tying soft knots of love around my feet, hot coffee, buttered toast and shorthand chats fragments of dreams and then sweet hugs and rushed good-byes, the crash of doors, then you and I and silence. Now there is time to think about today as part of twenty years of yesterdays, make lists; the shopping, doctor, bills to pay. What should we keep? What should we throw away? You hand me a fresh coffee and we start - tying more knots of love around our hearts . © Dennis Greene 1999 (Published in "emPOWa-- issue 1" 2000) +++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Dennis Greene 51/dx'd '87/ 1st symptoms '82 email - [log in to unmask] Website - http://members.iinet.net.au/~dennisg/ +++++++++++++++++++++++++++