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Found July 1988


I saw you tonight

as never before



in your corner chair

a window breezing beside you

a fan

bathing weary feet

in coolness


I thought about those feet

while you

       under the lamp-light


the countless miles theyve gone

the places and the times

theyve carried you through

and I realized that I love you



For Dad, again. He doesnt read

poetry, probably written last summer.


Each New Day A Miracle
Copyright Peter Rhebergen
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