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Sijo Poem (The Hayloft)

November 20, 2014
By Cullsterr SILVER, Hartland, Wisconsin
Cullsterr SILVER, Hartland, Wisconsin
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My first kiss: We spend hours talking. A ring comes out. She smiles brightly.
Our kids play. Together we stand, then the cancer came. She lost the fight.
I stand, praying for her. Sadly, I fear I will leave soon as well.



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