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The precious by Salimah Valiani

Salimah Valiani | May 23rd, 2020 | poetry | No Comments

Poem

At his death

I wrote of golden tears

shed for a

cruel

step-grandfather

And how I hoped

tears for my own father

would not be the same

I wrote this

by a lake

And the ways of water

healed my body

The way the golden hand

can never do

tears of loss tears of love

What I keep for myself.

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