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baby shower poem

where shall i find you
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
the smell of the rose so false, the thorns so true
i see all human wits
some one complained to the master
there was a time in former years
it was the autumn of the year
evidenced in the glimmer in your eyes
sweet splendor
when i was a boy at college
i saw you hunched and shivering on the stones
how wild, how witch-like weird that life should be
truely
i flung my soul to the air like a falcon flying

 



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