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by L A Myers-Campos

Created on: August 29, 2009

I have comfortably become my father
Camel cigarettes and garage-shop clutter
A true genius and positive thinker
Who hasn't forgotten how to putter
Easily startled and hard to entwine
Open opinions, yet tending to brood
Specific gripes and habitual ways
Stubborn ideas and intensified mood
We bury our fragile hearts deep inside
Thin skin hid with smooth manner
Two soldiers who wave our own banner

He left me to watch over my mama
While he rests easy and gets in our eyes
When the wind blows over the roses
Where we said our last goodbyes

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