Letters of Our Days
A, E, I, O, U:
These were all the five
So select letters in being
Standby for someday,
The imagined who at noon can see
Indifferently the hollow of
Moonlight and sometimes “Y” . . .
The sun in the only
One center of the galaxy
Once upon a time:
Remember?
Dear Papa,
How are you? I am fine. Having a wonderful time.
Wish you were here.
Love,Sally
Sunday, June 16, 2013
A Father's Day Poem by My Sister Sally
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