Tuesday, July 28, 2015

The Father Comments

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Before I could see him twice he crossed The Andes;
later he married in Argentine and never again returned.
I stopped the visiting to grandmother and uncles,
then we would cross in the streets without looking each other.
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Alexandro Johns
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Kelly Kurt 29 July 2015

A haunting but wonderful poem, Alexandro. Thank you for sharing in English so I could enjoy Peace

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