Raymond Farrell Poems

You can blame
The Chinese or the Mexicans
Or anyone you'd like to
Of course they
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Let me see
If I understand
Said the little boy
To the astrophysicist
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There are happy memories
Attached to the town
I grew up in
But when I returned
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It was in the silence
that pushed down
like a heavy weight
on my chest
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Once people lived here
Memories were made here
An orchard in need of pruning
Is nearby
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Once upon a time
There were seven sheep
Grazing in a field
One found an opening
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April was a month of abundant rain
As I walked this June evening
I reflected on this fact again
Seeing the foliage everywhere lush and green.
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As I proceeded up the hill
Going west on Sheppard Avenue
My empty back pack on
Heading to the super market
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