The first time I went to church after moving to Charlottesville,
The Sunday after Christmas,
Smiling Jenny opened the door in welcome.
Now, after a decade or more of trying,
Her neurosurgeon husband has a
Surgery residency
In another state.
I went to say goodbye,
And there she was, holding the door open
And smiling,
A bookend to these last eight and a half years.
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