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poem for dad

be not false
with joy and wonder
the darkness rolls upward
love me at last, or if you will not
for truth, for love
do not grieve that it is over
a few more windy days
in his guarded tent
did you ever hear of
world that changes under my hand
glooms of the live-oaks

 



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