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Souvenirs
Dark Angel came to take him home,
my hollow heart echoes ~ alone
He was so small this child of three,
now review all that is left for me,.
One small black and white kitten,
one left handed dark red mitten.
A brown bear made of cotton.
lost in the yard and forgotten.
A silver chain with no polish,
wear and tear had demolished.
Five marbles found in a pocket,
a never flown a bright red rocket.
Books and books all of them read,
most of them found under the bed.
A granite rock, a blue bird feather,
in a shoebox, together ~ forever.
What finally brought me to my knees
was finding his dirty dungarees.
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