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Friday, September 1, 2006

Tradition

Fridays were special
Fridays were looked
Forward to with anticipation
Fridays: The preparation day
Get the house spic and span
Mom's in the kitchen all day,
There will be company tomorrow
At sunset we worshipped
No TV for the rest of the evening.
It sounds rigid
Strange
But the feeling those traditions gave
cannot be ignored.
I don't hold traditions anymore.
It's been a long time since
I have anticipated a Friday.
Noemi Lee
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