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when I was six
just before I left my village in India
for the last time
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laugh a day
laugh it now
laugh as loud
as you want;
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the clock chimed to
the painting on
the opposite side of the hall:
I just struck six am,
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did you want to go
just you and me?
to the woods where the grass is soft
and the tall trees give gentle shade
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we see the earth
and the trees and the oceans
and the skies
and we construct a meaning
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the Mother takes
the child
to the creatures
and to the beauty of the world
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tiptoe, tiptoe
gently now;
tiptoe, tiptoe
quiet and still
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it is a sunny bright day
cold in the rooms
but the warmth
wraps tight round one’s body
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PREAMBLE
it’s the dream conceived
in luminous youth
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I am an authorized poet
accepted
respected and legitimate and legal
site-approved
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