a bite of rich dark chocolate
a child's hand in yours
and sometimes it's a little pink stool
You know the one that I mean
the one with the chippy soft pink paint
a stool that is so cracked and worn that no one else wanted it, so you paid three dollars so you could have the honor of bringing it home.
a stool that you just know some young farm girl sat on long ago while she milked the cows.
and you know that it must have belonged to a girl, because after all it is the softest shade of pink.
so you brought it home and set it down in front of the curtains draped with antique lace.
you set a pretty teacup and saucer on it
you spread an old quilt remnant over it to warm it up
and you said, welcome home little pink stool.
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