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pastor appreciation poem

she heard the children playing in the sun
passing through huddled and ugly walls
little park that i pass through
three days i heard them grieve when i lay dead
sweet with fern and rose
short and sweet, and we've come to the end of it
i had over-prepared the event
while i stood listening, discreetly dumb
all down the years
their beautiful hair
days endeared to every muse

 



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