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About This Poem
lavender
Your father fought in fields
and hedgerows, lived then lived
longer
to meet his two year old
daughter
Last night I dreamt a riderless
horse
stopped at my door, made
demands
a visitor unbidden, from your
homeland
he spoke of vast prairies,
mountain passes,
caravans, the clarion call,
a pianist striking
all the right
chords
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