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Father Rakes Leaves

Father, he muses in the company of a thoughtful understanding

…this is the agony of grace

There is resolve
in
the green
armies of the textured lawn

Death was on the earth,
it did not realize,
it did not recognize,
it will not survive.

The misty designs flicker
as we walk
and loudly talk.

An ode to snow…

We see salvation in
the mountains and in the branches

Fuzzyheaded with the joy of the moment.

the star, he clapped like thunder in the night.

There is
my master, o bride,
he stands before his throne
dribbling wine into his long beard.

Very well said.

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