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The Future Of Freckles
CMM (04-07-1955 / Oak Harbor, WA)

The Future Of Freckles

Poem By C. Michael Miller

The sun says hello with a warmth
and sincerity she’s not felt in months.

He’s back now from the President’s war,
asleep on the beach, head on her lap,
beneath a clear canopy of sun-filled sky.

Dreamily, she counts the freckles
on his face and in them she sees
a brave young boy turned too quickly
into a man.. . and sighs...

It’s their life she sees on his face...
every freckle reminding her of every
moment that the future will bring.

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Comments (1)

Lovely poem Charles. Thank you.