I am moved by the simple moments.  The times when a tiny gesture or a seemingly-ordinary object conveys a wealth of meaning.

This poem, which I’m blatantly quoting in full (along with all the copyright info from the site where I found it) is about just such a moment.

Jane KenyonWHAT CAME TO ME
by Jane Kenyon 

I took the last
dusty piece of china
out of the barrel.
It was your gravy boat,
with a hard, brown
drop of gravy still
on the porcelain lip.
I grieved for you then
as I never had before.

From The Sorrow Psalms: A Book of Twentieth-Century Elegy edited by Lynn Strongin. Reprinted with permission of the publisher. All rights reserved.

This poem (and many others written by Ms. Kenyon) can be found on the excellent website, Poets.org.

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