Kevin Jon Ciano


Biography of Kevin Jon Ciano

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Maybe Now, Maybe Then

Oh father, my eyes enfolded
Though a child longed to stay outside
Between hours of still afternoon
So the windblown blues, maybe gone.

Oh mother, my heart enraptured
When father fathered not to bend
Since then I rested, one sunny noon
I flew up high, and spirit shone.

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