Deep in the cotton petals of a watermark
I see my father stacking sheets of plywood,
his hands freckled with sawdust, his silvery
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This is a beautiful poem found in a watermark. (I marvel at places poets find poems.) Thank you for this one. Raynette
Thank you for posting. THIS is excellent work, and a treat ro read
the wonderful visual quality of your images, the details you present, that I found in your other poems, are here too. I'm glad I caught your name on the Forum page.