Poems and Thoughts    by Frank Maurer

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The Mystery Woman. Ana appeared to me some years ago. She provided a wonderful Mexican lunch, Which Jessie, her husband, and I downed with zeal. Now Ana appears vicariously, with no announcement, Through a delicious tortilla or a chicken salad, So delectable that I am obliged to space it out Over several meals and days-- Not wanting the treat and gift to ever end. Rather than unhappiness that These gifts are relatively so seldom, I am joyful, looking forward to an anticipated surprise! And now the same theme in Haiku: 5 Ana is her name 7 She sometimes sends gifts of food 5 Treasured with each bite. Frank Maurer 5 April 2026 1015 Hours.