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SUNDAY PRAYER, xli
Time & time again,
behind the wrinkles white as ranges
in the fingerprint of the Maker,
how I hope we didn't wake her.
Grammy wants to get it right,
she knows we all get just one try.
She flossed her teeth til the bittersweet end.
I'm seeing grammy around the bend, I am, I am.
Time & time again,
we gather round for Grammy's passing
on two ships in the night:
one ship for death, one ship for life.
She calls me by my father's name,
forgets the year, knows why we came.
If today is the last day of your life,
Grammy says you'll be just fine. I am, I am, I am.
But you're a birthday,
deep with the dayshine.
From dusk to moonbreak,
the dust of keepsakes.
Time & time again, I am, I am.
DAS - Springfield, Missouri, USA
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