179.

Retain the bounty
of appreciation for
all creation gives.

178.

True kindness for this
holiday should be sharing
your joy, not hoarding.

177.

You offered me such
kindness when it was most in
need, my sweet phoenix.

176.

The accident of
your stabbing just makes the pain
in my back sharper.

175.

How very little
you know is obvious by
how loud you tell it.

174.

Who could ever know
one more intimately than
another just like?

173.

The dream of love so
often supersedes moody
heart's reality.