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Still Here
*Image of The Old Shed by Pixabay. Still Here He was the tourist trade foremost embellisher, his Aloha shirts receptive then, and now respecting a closet. Regale lava-covered isles, swathed in white flags, succumbed to skyscrapers, and tremendous crowds. His chord, an isolated tool, tranced the sways, encased uke leans on clutter, a harmonica tags the bestilled. A kid drilled, backs out a Chevy, to looks of relief. Rusty toolbox by a heap, chanced ferns sprouting rights. On a mat with a bloody nose head back, learns to block, gloves on a wall...glad to know how to defend, and glad to have the seldom use of it. Handheld twirling blade lawnmower, a sickle, and rake. An old tool shed, shelved three wood handles minus their mettle, as well as their mentor. You paid a buck for our house...realtor extraordinaire, and mom's limited knowledge about land, you left her the trust and deeds~you both left me. It has been beyond years, young that you were, a period I furthered. Gone too soon, yet there's so much of you still here, that it dawns~you've never left. *For my dad, Joe; 1931-1989. 2023 January 20 *HM* You Select ~Brian Strand: Judged 2023 January 21
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