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mother poem

i love to steal awhile away
i saw the clouds among the hills
quietly, with reverance, in awe
before the solemn bronze saint
white foam flower, red flame flower
and as we walked the grass was faintly stirred
i said
a mile behind
from our hidden places
for these white arms about my neck

 



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