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grandma poem

i stand in the cold gray weather
from song and dream for ever gone
the little white prayers
she has a clear, wind-sheltered loveliness
my soul is a dark ploughed field
grieve not for the invisible
we break the glass whose sacred wine
i know what you're going to say
the air is like a butterfly
in all things not spoken of
had he and i but met
in halls of sleep you wandered by
that strange companion came on shuffling feet

 



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