Two men dressed in gray
asked us to leave the grieving room.
The son is here, they said.
Reluctantly I left my sister’s resting place
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Alicia, you grab the reader and take him on a tour of sadness at a family reunion. Into your world I tumble seeing everything through your eyes. Sheer magic. Sad, but still a great poem.
David
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Alicia, you grab the reader and take him on a tour of sadness at a family reunion. Into your world I tumble seeing everything through your eyes. Sheer magic. Sad, but still a great poem. David