Birth FarmersA Poem by Chris L. Parton
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Star in flight from mother/father/home Terrible flight Terrible broken things Made to be repaired and brought to a smile May I kiss you May I hold you Sunrise a tomorrow that is happy That is full and lies back, easy We were not so nervous then; the Explorers © 2010 Chris L. PartonReviews
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