Marion Luchford Poems

Telegraph poles - passing trains,
Deep snows and Autumn rains.
Mountains sliding into view -
Wooden shacks and bitter brew.
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If it were necessary to say 'Hello'
We would have done it long years ago.
I live for the day when you're not near,
It wasn't necessary to refer to yesteryear.
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And I am six
And I shall throw sticks
At everything I see.
At the next-door cat
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