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Created on: October 09, 2009 Last Updated: October 10, 2009
Here, you take these,
Betty handed me a bag
Lightly balanced on a pillow
I'll donate some and
Keep a few-you do, too.
So I have it
His straw Stetson with the B U band
He wore to the University to study,
Senior's Summer School
Gerontology.
I could put it on, go out in the sun
But I'm not the one who wears this.
I put it aside to take home
A portion of his life resides somewhere inside
Besides, it will go well on the breakfront
Alongside her gardening one
Just to sit there, together.
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