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| Honorable Mention ~ Stormy’s Poetry Newsletter 3.23.22 Headstones (We Walk Home) In a sea of headstones, hands clasped, we mark future journey to our destiny, remembering mother and father, on their anniversary. Fires they built to burn our food, teenage years, eternal love, and a roof over our heads, until we graduated from school, and went to work. And when that home came toppling down, from aging and all the love inside, we had an idea to replant their perennials at the grave. We've done about as much for them, as they could do for us, in our early years. Now in tears, shoulder to shoulder, we walk home, too. 3.15.22 12 lines, free verse
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