She had a basket full of note cards
I would have liked to have looked through them —
to think about her picking out each one
what spoke to her
I would have liked to have sent them to her friends periodically
after she passed away
I have no idea what happened to all of those cards
Maybe he kept them
Maybe he threw them away, not finding them special
or meaningful
He sent me a nasty note on one of them —
her signature note cards
cream embossed with a golden dragonfly
her spirit animal
“Animal” can mean so many things.
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