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I VISIT MY CHILDREN AFTER A LONG SEPARATION |
| A long drive to this place
To do what i must do Not just for me But for them. I park in front of the house A place I have never been My apprehension grows I walk to the door. My family is inside, I stand confused I should knock, this is not my home Deep breath, take courage, here goes His wife opens the door. She smiles, I'm expected My babies, half grown, watching "Roger Rabbit" Their eyes turn to me, excitement I see blurred. A cacophony of shrill voices Each saying different things Yet the same They are happy I'm here. I smile, I am numb I say the right things They smile They give me hugs. I cannot feel my heart break. July 1990
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