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poem for dad

when the hours of day are numbered
one with you
when i was a boy at college
there is no flock, however watched and tended
sun stepped down from his golden throne
doubtless i remember still
soft as the bed in the earth
take my bracelets
the air is full of dawn and spring
stay no more
star-dust and vaporous light
mysterious night
stuff of the moon

 



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