This time of anticipation
has me already missing those little things
which I no longer shall receive.
The crate of grapefruit and oranges.
The ground whole grain grits.
The cornmeal both fine and coarse,
yellow and white, whole germ and milled,
refrigerated, frozen, given away,
But when it was, an honor sent.
The curried pear relish.
The bon voyage gift.
me as a daughter