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so many winters ago

in this apartment

our silence warmer than words

now i view it from outside

with a coldness the world couldnt even touch



the rocking chair

gently moves at verandah

i smile that late dad

is probably now swung  

in a sarong in india, gently



storm

the deluge at the river

the best years of my business

when the drawer always opened

to a flurry of notes



how wonderful most people look

posing for pictures

i teach the children

to get people's heart

by talking to their hearts



knowing that

that part of the shoe rack

will be empty from now on

how devastatingly vacant

this part of the bossom too