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People
Holding his hand once
Left indelible heart-prints
On my cherry table.
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The pillow mold of
Your head with fabulous hair
Returns me to my sleep.
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Looking out backwards
And as his bus pulls away
He waves good-bye once.
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A borrowed moment
Together alone with you;
The lights are turned out.
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Grandpa is smiling
He is provoking the leaves
To burst in color.
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Snow fell yesterday
And I whirled as a child
Snow tracks inside, too.
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Food
His face holds sun light
This boy has cream on his cheek
He chews, wipes his nose.
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Sleeping womb fashioned
Beneath a warm comforter
Mother cooks bacon.
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Lilting jazz moves me
Peach cobbler has reduced me,
Another good tear fell
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Nature
Beautiful pine cone
Fallen, windswept to my door
Reaches quietly.
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Single grass blade
Cuts easily through concrete,
Dogs bark at anything.
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Undulating waves
Sounds above of hungry birds,
Toes digging in sand.
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A voice among leaves
Blown loose--descending, lifting
A surprising song.
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I saw a bird sing
Joyously outside against
A furious sky.
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