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To My Father

The spouseless
Tangerine
Slowly descends
Towards rippling gray waters
The sea cradles him
Like a newborn child

The stars begin to peek
By twos and threes
From the massive
Somber blanket
Aloft

The full moon
Illuminates me
I can see myself
And faraway
Into the coming hours

The waters cleanse
My filthy hands
Of wounds and scars
Heal me
Feel me

Lend me your voice
Oh surging river
Sing of my love


Kara Guarisco, Age 13
L.J. Alleman Middle School
Lafayette, Louisiana
Teacher:Harriet Maher

 
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