Necklace

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What words can I use
to express my gratitude 
for the sun returning?

I cross the room
and my cat is claw to claw
basking in the slant lines
of Spring light
gilt through the window
like she's been given
jewellery. 

She's saying it for me. 


C. LJ Ireton 2026


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