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A Poem by JBradley

His mother at night.
Her father, uptight.
The crippled man, standing upright.
The visionary woman lost her sight.
The pastor who had mercy and might.
The adorable little girl, shining bright.
The aging widower who dreams of flight.

They're all dead now.

© 2016 JBradley


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