Wednesday, August 29, 2018

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I had a father. I loved him well
Where he has gone no-one can tell
He has slipped through my hands like sand, like sand
He has slipped through my hands like sand
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Sheena Blackhall
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Bernard F. Asuncion 30 August 2018

Sheena, such a well written poem👍👍👍

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