I waited by my devices for a message to come through I knew
Was never coming through. I was determined not to miss it
Anyway. The day refused to even pause for me. The lights
Shifted their positions continuously. A different message
Than the one I waited for, have been waiting for so long,
Arrived in the form of an uploaded photograph of a painting.
A neighbor had seen it in a gallery down the road and thought
It looked remarkably like my daughter. I agreed and studied it
As I sat in the shade nursing my bemusement at coincidence.
The afternoon shrugged its sunny shoulders. Could be. Could be.
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