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pastor appreciation poem

i heard the wind all day
you are beautiful and faded
little park that i pass through
some one complained to the master
noises that strive to tear
and so it goes
i am in love with high far-seeing places
my son is dead and i am going blind
what do i owe to you
though love repine, and reason chafe
i fill this cup
by the shore, by the sea
my mother twines me roses wet with dew


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