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TENDER YEARS for contest
TENDER YEARS--
FIRST MEMORIES
Curtains danced delighted
from wayward autumn breeze
Running zigzag from the wall
Car riding thrilled to see swift trees
Chasing me—unsuccessful--black and tall
My father’s bass-sweet voice
calmed foreboding magic fears
My mother’s hands,
Quicksilver
Brandished toddler tears
The world loved me, its Center--
so sung every new sprung leaf
to Never let imagine
a sunset made of grief.
Victoria Anderson-Throop 12/6/12
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