She believed there were only pros to fusing things together
the bricks to build her house
the quilts to keep her grandchildren warm
the neighbors at the parties she threw
She was a pro at fusing things.
Nothing came apart.
No one was left out.
And all because she was generous with her love,
plentiful in her resources,
abounding with energy.
In all these things, she was profuse
and never felt defective.
In her wrinkled, aging hands
she held the world together.
I want to be like her when I grow up.
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