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how prodigal…

how prodigal she is

throws day old blossom on the sidewalk

and us, given to time

so soon as we are born

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©EBFay

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EB Fay also writes at ebfay.wordpress.com and ebfaysphinx.wordpress.com

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tobias, wednesday

the clocks had stopped
their loving
healing hands were locked
the air was still

she thought a causal link had snapped
some spring gone dry

horror, sorrow, anger
the mechanisms breathed

she cried, laughed
kissed the little hands
and faded
as tobias shook

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©EBFay