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grandma poem

like eagles on up high
when i go back to earth
from song and dream for ever gone
beautiful, tragical faces
in all things not spoken of
the meadow was creeping
up and down he goes
i stood by the open casement
i love my life, but not too well
i said
uplifting, as the wind blew
sun stepped down from his golden throne

 



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