Missing from my days
the bread he made
the wonderful alchemy
wrought from the secrets
stored in the big white tin
with golden script
kept under the shelf
with the dozen
extra large
hungry
dinner plates.
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Fishing for Rainbows in Uncharted Waters
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Macfarlane's Ark
'T was such a little, little boat
That toddled down the bay!
'T was such a gallant, gallant sea
That beckoned it away!
’T was such a greedy, greedy wave
That licked it from the coast;
Nor ever guessed the stately sails
My little craft was lost!
Emily Dickinson (1830–86).
That toddled down the bay!
'T was such a gallant, gallant sea
That beckoned it away!
’T was such a greedy, greedy wave
That licked it from the coast;
Nor ever guessed the stately sails
My little craft was lost!
Emily Dickinson (1830–86).
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A Braw Wedding
Laughing Dan
" I know not how, but as I count
the beads of former years,
old laughter catches in my throat
with the very feel of tears."
Robert Louis Stevenson
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