Category: Family
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I Can’t Look at You
written to my adopted mother Muriel Durost I cannot look at you, Mother; without a huge smile on my face. All the many, precious memories of you; and your warm, loving embrace. I can’t think about you, Mother; without a tear in my eye. How you accepted as your very own; this crazy and wandering…
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Father, O Father
some miss the man some hated the man some dads are alive … some gone he was my hero he was a loser he did so much right … and wrong sad dad glad dad bad dad rad dad every shape, size and temperament imaginable he never he always he hollered he praised the extremes…