Marina


majestic, majic
Infinite
My little girl is
Sun
On the carpet-
Out the door
Picking a flower, ha!
An old man,
Battle-wrecked,
Emerges from his
Chair
And she looks at me
But only sees
Love,
Ha!, and I become
Quick with the world
And love right back
Just like I was meant
To do.


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Marina