Minuscule Window Spots

those minuscule spots of red & brown

have been on the window glass

above the sink for several years

they never really showed up until now

as I bend with my glasses frame in hand

& make an effort to strain to see them

with the end of my plastic spoon I scrape

somehow miraculously remembering when

my dear Aunt Vivian my mom Louise & I

watched as she made sauce "succo" to her

precise in-head receipt for she loved to cook
entertain laugh, smile & to make conversation

my Aunt V was a charmer a doll a pristine doer

what she decided to do had to be thought-out

& when she took it on she mastered it fully her

breads & fruitcakes were to die for & expensive

though she never charged nor made a profit but

as gifts or for the St. Joseph's table Aunt V went

all out never tiring never complaining everything

she did she did for Him to the best of her ability

we learn by example for when we see someone

in motion doing a good & virtuous act we seek

we ask & we find it within ourselves to imitate

the highest form of flattery to them to us & to God