Wednesday, June 12, 2013

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I talk to my Father, the way that he did, tell tales of gentler days
With women in kitchens or sat simply stitching, through red autumn
Or bright summer haze
In winter, snug by the fire, the children seen but not heard
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keith brown
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Edward Kofi Louis 01 May 2020

Father and son! ! ! Musing along. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Jayne Davies 12 June 2013

I really enjoyed reading this x Well done

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keith brown

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