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My Father's Love Letters

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On Fridays he'd open a can of Jax
After coming home from the mill,
& ask me to write a letter to my mother
Who sent postcards of desert flowers
Taller than men. He would beg,
Promising to never beat her
Again. Somehow I was happy
She had gone, & sometimes wanted
To slip in a reminder, how Mary Lou
Williams' 'Polka Dots & Moonbeams'

Never made the swelling go down.
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Mr.mcnasty 28 October 2019

this poem is weely intersting

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