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Saturday, April 12, 2014

Poem for April 13


                                                                    Dirt brown and moist fell
                                                                Broken scattered on the cream
                                                                    Surface, honed and shined
                                                                   Forming a universe separate
                                                                        His eyes, deep blue
                                                                        Happy eyes, smiling
                                                                  Now closed sewn together
                                                                 Fine thread running through

     Robin Whitten

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