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thanksgiving poem

there was never a sound beside the wood but one
stand here by my side
sing again the song you sung
at midnight
sweet with fern and rose
in new york harbor
they may talk of love in a cottage
sadly speaking
woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me
friend, whose smile has come to be
it was many and many a year ago

 



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