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daughter poem

when you come tonight
storm
these hearts were woven of human joys and cares
i can not tell you now
a sky that has never known sun, moon or stars
doubtless i remember still
my son is dead and i am going blind
a flying word from here and there
i love the old melodious lays
why are the things that have no death
like eagles on up high

 



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