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For My Dad

the sound of cargo train
tooting across the valley
in the middle of the night -
i miss
my father's dearly snore
across the hall.


dad, the entire street
last Christmas
was glowing
except for one house.
the boxes of old lights
were neatly packed,
untouched the entire season -
they missed you.

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you have a great, great big heart. I miss my father's snore too.
A touching tribute. A pleasant read.