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All that you adore
is all that I abhor.
Except our only child
born inside the wild.
Old flames
leave singed hearts
and ash crusted exteriors

yet inside remains tender
intact memories still
moist in tears

No flame
lasts forever nor soft wet kisses on front porch swings

Sometimes you surrender
everything for nothing to gain

It's said God will wipe away every tear in Heaven .

That means I will remember you .
the night whispers the black water fall of ashes
that bloom into the sparrows of sorrow...


the sorrow sparrows are back again
sitting in the tangled woods of twisted trees.

their voices bouncing off love's walls.

the sorrow sparrows are leaning into me.
my sad eyes, dream of you brother.

I lean into the soft lit room
searching for love's quiet hours,
and sunlight flickering through willow trees.

"don't cry, darlin," my wife whispers.
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