Poems and Thoughts    by Frank Maurer

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Bundles of Flowers. An afternoon at the dentist's office. Had promised four bundles of my narcissus or daffodils To the lovely ladies at reception and at the 'chair'-- Liz, Chantobel, Olivia, and the top dog, Dr Dominessey. But what now? A Monica had slipped in, so now five. Led into the 'chair', tooth drilled, interesting chat. Had no time to bundle from my bucket, Until in the aftermath and the bill paid. In the lobby, I commenced bundling--not four, now five. Then a patient came by--a sweet older eastern Indian. She admired the flowers-- Probably originally came from her part of the world. So now it was six--I had just enough. Usha--meaning 'sunset' received a spontaneous bundle-- So, still, I had enough for five more (like the loaves and fishes). I walked out six bundles fewer, but a heart full of multiple bundles! Frank Maurer 14 March 2025 1700 Hours.