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poem for pastors

she limps with halting painful pace
there is an hour of peaceful rest
as i lie roofed in, screened in
rising moon has hid the stars
if i were very sure
the little pitiful, worn, laughing faces
they in the darkness gather and ask
perhaps it is no matter that you died
last midnight
one with you
a look is but a ray

 



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