How much I miss her,
Our marathon reading sessions,
Our unending analytical discussions
Of such and such character
Such and such plot
Late into the nights
Accompanied by untold cups of tea
Her zany points of view
Her irrelevant sense of humour
Taught me so much
On the phone, after hi,
How was your day?
The usual question is
What are you reading?
Any thing enticing ?
Of course we still discuss
Time is of the essence
Her life is busy
Ten minutes at most
Are sufficient from cover to cover
I miss my reading companion
My darling daughter.
Lucette C. Bailliet
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