Salad after the meal

Salad after the meal

Certain people come into your life

If only for a season or two

Sometimes little remains of the time together

A photograph, a birthday card, or an object

What I have noticed throughout my life

I have absorbed people’s mannerisms

So to walk and talk the way people I knew

Or to eat my salad after a meal like someone I know

Brings a smile to face

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