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Anniversary

I told father
………. “A poem would suffice”
He retorted
………. “I’m no poet”
I told father
………. “Just a few lines”

Father cobbled together
………. lines, lyrics. A word here,
a phrase there
………. from obscure songs.
His favourites.

It was an un-poem,
………. clumsy, heartfelt, with such
poetic intent, just like love – a sentiment,
………. both pedestrian and noble
all at once.

It made mother smile.

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