We work for hours
at my son’s house
trimming grass, pulling weeds.
The thistle are taller
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What we came for, and what arrives.
My grandson and I walk out the pier
all the way to the lighthouse,
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for Zoe Miranda and Alyssa Ann
As I gaze into the faces
of our new granddaughters
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My wife agrees to babysit overnight
our new granddaughter—Zoe Miranda.
“They need some time alone, ” she says,
and I think aloud “And so do we.”
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MILLTOWN RESURECTION
I park before the old hardware store
stare into the darkness.
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LATE AFTERNOON AT THE NURSING HOME
We sit near the window whiling the hours
out of the day, till she tells us, “I want to
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A Story of War
Larry Smith
My grandson and I visit the history museum.
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Driving to a poetry read at night
through Ohio’s frosted fields
we talk our way there
past the dark prison in Mansfield
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Fresh snow on the ground
beneath the bird feeders
tilting in the wind
soft light before dawn.
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