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That summer in Ocean City my teenaged son
was Mickey Mouse.

And into the nights as the boardwalk swelled,
all the young children he hugged saw him as he was.

And I,
I was so happy to hug him and see him as well.


Published by Writing Knights Press, Grand Showcase,2018

Sunday, March 10, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: family,father,son
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