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My Father the Craftsman Part Ii
Suddenly without bedmate and counterpart one month shy of fifty years, no deity could answer razor sharp emotional pain cut to the quick recollecting ballroom dancer himself as a handsome youth so graceful and suave, fast as Bill Haley, or comet and lightly afoot in seventh heaven as a prancer oh..and ever the debonair, humorous, and loving romancer where pixie dust sprinkled via an invisible en trancer. -------------------------------------------------------------------- Uterine/ovarian Cancer metastasized dealing deathblow, and took more than mother away her rigor mortis terminated love labor lost, whence second love sans father, his hands no longer did oh bay, whose once passion to ply his creative handiwork heartfelt interest hardened as sun baked clay where formerly, he spent energy and time drafting designs and building ornate creations most every night and day, which lifelong penchant to draw (deepseated and etched within his genes) until profound grief did flay dealt mortal kombat towards, whence toiling at basement workbench colored his world blackish gray nor would he respond, and only tearful sorrow exuded upon losing the special maiden, whom he lay down and begot thyself and two sisters, during living years sans lightness of being an a may fly expert designer, creator and builder – during me chilhood objects like play house and Flintsone car (with license plate to boot), beaming with ray dee ants at products of imagination got wrought, until grim reaper did slay purposefulness and will power to remain alive pronounced sadness witness loss of appetite and considerable diminishing beefiness obvious without him getting atop scale for a weigh but fate smiled upon accursed widowerhood, and now for quite some time, a gal took hull hiking to history and the restaurant at the end of the galaxy they went – yay!
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